wow! two chapters in one night! this insomnia is good for something ;)

sorry if there are any annoying spacing mistakes- it happens every time i save and update changes

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Harry and Ron finished off another pint with the rest of the regulars at the bar. They had been coming to this bar pretty frequently over the past month. At first, Ron had had a little trouble fitting in, since it was a muggle bar in the middle of a muggle neighborhood.Pretty soon Harryrealized that Ron's questions about football were going to raise more than one eyebrow, and some uncomfortable questions, and quicklytaught him the rules and point of the game. The loud questions such as "Why is no one allowed to fly?" or "Why is there only one ball and how come they have to play on the ground?" were going to ruffle a few feathers, especially in a room full of drunken fans.

They had just finished cheering on the winning team, when Harry glanced down at his watch and punched Ron in the arm. Ron punched him back "YES! GOAAAAAAAAAL!" He cheered, high five-ing the other guys who were at the moment yelling at the top of their lungs.

Harry grabbed Ron's arm and shook him "No! Look at the time! Hermione has got to be back by now!" Throwing some money down on the bar to pay for their drinks they ran out as fast as the cheeringcrowd would allow. They reached a nearby deserted alley, and cast furtive looks up and down the deserted side street. Seeing no one, each boy disapparated with a pop.

Harry and Ronhad illegally learned to disapparate with help from Sirius over the summer, and they used it frequently, but had to be carefull not to get caught. It would be a sure expullsion from Hogwarts. They both re-appeared just inside the front door of Grimmauld Place.

Sirius came walking out of the den, just as they appeared, running a hand through his hair. "Is Hermione here yet?" Asked Harry, still glancing around, as if expecting her to jump out from behind something. "Yeah she is" said Sirius, in a tone that Harry and Ron might have paid more attention to if they had not been so excited to see Hermione. "Well where is she?" Said Ron, running to the kitchen and peering in. "I think she might have gone off to find a room" answered Sirius, and followed the now running boys up the stairs.

"What bedrooms are left Sirius?" Called Harry over his shoulder as they neared the third landing. Sirius thought for a moment and then realized with amusement, "The only one left is on the fourth landing, next to my room and across from yours." He slowed his pace, and let Harry and Ron continue to run ahead up the stairs.

Hermione heard fast footsteps coming up the stairs. She turned from hanging her clothes in the giant mahogany armoire, just in time to see Harry, grinning ear to ear and Ron with much the same expression, burst into the room. "Hermione!" They both exclaimed, rushing to give her a hug.

She met them halfway, laughing and crying a little. "Hermione! Why are you crying?" a concerned Harry held her at arms length and studied her face with a concerned expression. She waved it away "It's nothing! I'm just so happy to see you guys!" Ron shook his head as Harry pulled her in for a hug "I will never understand girls and their crazy emotions. Oy! Don't I get a hug?" He pouted until Hermione gave him one, and then they all began talking at once.

They talked and joked for hours, Hermione and Harry sprawled on the bed, watching Ron as he re-encated one of his recent and most fantasticsaves on the quidditch pitch. "And then, out of the blue, Sirius comes from NOWHERE! And I mean nowhere! Now normally, an average keeper wouldn't have stood a chance, but out of the corner of my eye I saw him, and my instincts took over" He lunged to the left, exaggerating his motions and making Hermione collapse once more into laughter.

"Wasn't it brilliant Harry?" Ronpunched the air with a victorious fist. "Bloody brilliant" replied Harry as he turned and mouthed to Hermione "It was luck". Luckily Ron hadn't noticed this or the fact that Hermione was despertly trying to conceal her laughter with a large fluffy pillow.

"How about you Hermione? Bet you've been having fun memorizing all the requried books for this year." Hermione stuck her nose in the air. "Ronald Weasley, for your information studying is not my only interest." "Oh is that so?" He shot back grinning "Well then, why don't you inform us of the precise date you ran out of books to study." Harry and Ron both laughed at this, and Hermione hesitated for a moment before confessing.

"Actually, I've been going to pubs with friends- don't give me that shocked disapproving look! I was informed of your whereabouts shortly after I arrived here and you were not out getting sober. And I've been to quite a few parties and clubs this summer, and well it's a close second to studying, in terms of enjoyment."

She looked at both her friends, now sitting across from her on the bed, and had to laugh at the sight of their mouths hanging open in disbelief. "You're bluffing" Ron finally managed to say. "No I am not!" She insisted. "Well what do you think Harry, do you believe her?" Ron turned to Harry who had by now managed to close his mouth. "Well Ron, I think if what she claims is true, there is only one way to prove it." Hermione raised an eyebrow at the smirking boys.

"You are absolutely right. Tomorrow night, we'll go out to the nearest club, party or pub-you get to choose- and you'll be able to see how easily I fit in!" She flounced off the bed and headed towards the bathroom, grabbing a towel off a chair as she went. "Now if you boys don't mind, we've been talking for four hours, I'm tired and I think I'll take a shower." She paused at the bathroom door and smiled. "Goodnight." The door closed.

Ron shook his head and turned to look at Harry. "I still think she's bluffing."

ive got the next chapter done andits called "Beer, Blood, and Smoke"

i'll try to upload it tonight, but i might not have it up until tomorrow :) hopeu liked this one!