Ginny had spent the night at Draco's house. They had both drank far too much Firewhisky after they ran out of Snickerdoodles and had been doing very explicit things, to say the least. After waking up that morning with the most horrible headache she'd ever had in her life, she rolled over and looked at Draco, who was covered with the green quilt and silver sheets.

"Hey. Ferret," Ginny grunted.

"Weaslette," Malfoy breathed.

"I think we might have had sex last night."

"How would you know that?"

"Well, we're both naked, so I thought maybe..."

"Eww, Gross!"

"AHHH! MALFOY SPERM!" Ginny screamed, and started to squirm. Draco kicked her in the leg and she stopped.

"You're pretty when you're disgusted."

"You're hot when you're trying to impregnate me."

"Impossible. I used a condom."

"Okay, I believe you. I'm going to take a bath now... and wash the lust off me." She shook her head and ripped the sheet out from under Draco. She wrapped it around herself and shuffled to the bathroom with the sheet trailing behind her. Then, after a 5 minute shower, she emerged looking like a god. A very tired, very poorly dressed god. She walked over to Draco's bed in her green hoody, pink pajama pants, and Spongebob head slippers.

"I'm going home, Mr. Malfoy."

"Send me a postcard." Draco had fallen asleep, so she just kissed him on the cheek and apparated home.

"Hello, Ginevra." Colin had slept over the previous night, and since Ginny hadn't come home, he arranged that their entire posse be there and wait for Ginny in the living room while he 'greeted' her as soon as she came home. Until Ginny was coming home, he had pulled up the computer chair right in front of the door and was sitting in it, wearing his best suit and a pair of huge black-tinted sunglasses. His hair was gelled up in the front, and he looked like someone from the Matrix or a very bad excuse for an FBI agent. Unfortunately, or rather humorously, Ginny obviously did not look nearly as sophisticated.

"Hello, Colin." She took off her slippers and tossed them to a corner.

"You didn't come home last night." He crossed his hands in his lap.

"I spent the night with Draco."

"Doing..?"

"We were drunk and fucking like rabbits." She rubbed one of her eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground. At her last sentence, the whole gang came running into the kitchen to join them.

"YOU HAD SEX WITH MALFOY!" Hermione screamed, and burst into giggles, clutching Luna for support, who was also giggling like mad. Blaise slid on the tiles on his pajama pants and crashed into Ginny with a hug and was quickly joined by Gabrielle. Colin was the only one that wasn't giggling, or hugging, or being happy, or showing any emotion at all for that matter.

Ginny exchanged hugs with all of her girls and Blaise, and then sat on Colin's lap, because he obviously did not approve of this.

"Colin, my dear, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Ginnykins, I don't really like Malfoy too much. He was a bitch in Hogwarts, and he treated me like sludge. I don't like this. I'm worried."

"Don't worry. At all, Colin. Or I'll kill you. Malfoy treats me nice, and he's a good fucker. I like him for now."

"Okay, but only because you say he's a nice lover. But if he hurts you I'll kill him." Colin raised a fist, and Ginny made him promise he'd never do that again. "But seriously, Ginny. I trust you. But the hurt and kill thing still stands." Colin squeezed Ginny in a hug.