(A/N – I have to appologise. I didn't give a slash warning before the last chapter, I should have. I'll put one there now, and I appologise if you would have liked to have known before hand.

Sorry for the huge delay. No excuses…just didn't get around to writing.

Thanks for the reviews, and keep them coming!

Ah yes, and there will be slash in this chapter too. No all out shaging or anything, but slash all the same.

Anyways…enjoy!)

Draco rolled out from under Ginny and off the couch, onto the floor. "You guys should all spend the night!" he cried drunkenly.

"Wait!" cried Hermione, the only person in the room not too drunk to think. "If anyone is staying they have to tell their parents."

Draco laughed stupidly. "Don't be stupid, Granger."

"Ugh, you people are all really annoying drunks." She pulled out her wand. Scanning her memory for a sobering charm, she first cast it on Harry.

"Ow, Mione! You could have considered making a hangover cure first!" he cried, rubbing his head. "I have the most terrible headache."

"Get over it, I need your help fixing up the rest of them. You have no idea how annoying you all were."

They set to work, Harry grumbling and whining the whole time. Most people ran for the toilet or complained of a major headache, but when Hermione cast the spell on Draco, he rose from the ground and elegantly picked up Ginny, who was holding her head, and placed her on the couch.

"Um…Malfoy?" asked Harry.

Draco rolled his eyes as he turned to Harry. He stood, looking at him expectantly.

"Don't you…feel sick? A headache? Anything?" asked Harry.

"I don't get hangovers." Draco said simply, tuning back to his girlfriend.

"I'm just going to go get some hangover cure from the cooler, I'll be right back. Ok baby?" Draco said sweetly to Ginny.

She nodded and closed her eyes slightly.

Draco stood and headed toward the kitchen. "Oh, Granger. Could you get everyone to owl home to say they're staying?" he said as he left the room.

Hermione walked down the hall to the toilets grumbling about how that was what she said and he wasn't the boss of her and he should stop being such an ass hole.

After everyone had spoken to their parents about staying, the group was a lot smaller. Most of the people had not been allowed to stay.

They were left with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Blaise, and obviously Draco and Ginny.

Ron was sitting on Blaise, both of them grinning ear to ear.

Draco remained wearing only his pants, and was stretched out on the couch with his head resting in Ginny's lap.

"Anyone wanna go in the hot tub?" asked Draco.

"You have a hot tub in?" asked Blaise.

Draco shook his head. "No, I just thought I'd tease you all," he said sarcastically.

"But…I've been here a million times before, how come I haven't seen a hot tub?"

Draco shrugged. "You never asked?" he said.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Alright then…let's go."

"What if we don't have a bathing suit with us?" asked Hermione.

"Go naked," said Harry quickly. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Can you apparate, Granger?" asked Draco.

She rolled her eyes again. "How do you think I got here, Malfoy?"

"So go get one…" said Draco, desperately trying not to say anything rude or degrading in front of Ginny.

Hermione sighed and disappeared, shortly followed my Harry.

"I'll be right back," Ron whispered to Blaise, and, still sitting on him, he apparated to his hotel room. Blaise waved to the remaining occupants in the room before also disappearing. After only a few seconds, he reappeared before them.

About 2 minutes later Ron reappeared in the room, shortly followed by Harry.

"Where's Mione?" asked Ginny, as Ron slipped into Blaise's arms and kissed him lightly.

"She wanted to fix her hair and put her bathing suit on before she came," replied Harry.

"Ah..." said Ginny. "I'm going to get changed." She left the room for the bedroom.

"Back in a minute," said Draco, and followed Ginny out of the room.

Once they got back, and Hermione had reappeared, Draco led the way to the hot tub.

Ginny was wearing a hot pink bikini with tiny red flowers sprinkled over it. Hermione was wearing a red bikini top and black board shorts that came down to her knees.

Draco was wearing dark green, baggy shorts with grey stitching. Harry's shorts were close to the same colour green, with black around the seams and pockets. Ron's shorts were navy blue with black stitching.

They came to a room with glass walls and glass doors. Draco opened the door and politely held it open for his guests.

Ginny dipped her toe into the water. It was a little bit cooler than usual, but still very hot. The sight of the seats along the sides of the hot tub brought back memories from a few days ago that caused Ginny to blush lightly and rake her eyes over Draco's body.

She slid down into the water, closely followed by her friends. She leaned forward as Draco slid down behind her, his legs on either side of her.

Blaise had sat down next to Ron at first, but then decided he could not resist the temptation of his new…special friend…in a bathing suit.

Hermione sat nearer than usual to Harry, though this went unnoticed by the other occupants of the hot tub as they were all quite preoccupied by this point.

Harry brushed his hand across Hermione's cheek, turning her head towards his, and brushed his lips lightly over hers. He pulled back and looked straight into her eyes. "I can't help it any more. I love you," he whispered.

But…this story is about Draco and Ginny…so back to them.

Ginny had turned around and was now facing Draco and straddling his lap and kissing him feverishly.

His slid his hands agonizingly slowly up her thighs, and slipped his finger tips under her bathing suit bottoms.

"There are people in the room," Ginny whispered, almost inaudibly.

"You're right…" said Draco, seeming to give up. But then he slid his hands under her legs, lifted her out of the water and carried her into a spare room down the hall.

Ron saw this, and spluttered. "Hey! Get…come back…what are you…-"

"Shhhh…" whispered Blaise, placing a finger over Ron's lips. You're sister will do what she wants to do…and I don't suggest getting between Draco and a shag either…might be a bit dangerous on your part."

Ron continued looking out the glass door for a moment.

"Hey…" whispered Blaise. "Look at me."

Ron turned his head back to Blaise. "You're right…there's nothing I can do."

Blaise nodded before smothering Ron's mouth with his own once again.