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Disclaimer: I don't own HP. It's all J.K.R's.

Chapter 4: Beer, boobs and even more booze…

Hermione went up the stairs as Harry plopped down on one of the armchairs. Hermione was midway to the top now, till Harry stopped her with a question. "Where are you going? I thought we're gonna party…?"

Hermione looked back at him. "Well…we are just ALONE at OUR house. It's not like you'd mind seeing me in bed clothes."

Harry thought for a second. 'Oh yeah…' Harry smiled and went up to the stairs. They went up together. Hermione, of course, went up on the spiral stairs that led to her room, so she had parted ways with Harry.

Harry went into his room and changed. He wore a white t-shirt and some pajama pants. He put on his nice comfy slippers and proceeded to the backyard.

He sat on a barstool as he waited for Hermione. He tapped his fingers then he had gotten bored. He went in the bar and started to fix up a drink. He was going to take a sip of his drink when he heard a familiar voice from behind. "Don't I get any?"

He turned around and saw Hermione walking towards him. She was wearing an old-rose colored satin night dress that fitted her in all the right places. It went just above the knees. It had black straps and had black lace in the neck line, which was a v-neck. She was also wearing nice comfy pink slippers. As she walked towards Harry, her soft brown curls bounced. When she sat on the chair, she faced Harry and smiled.

"Sorry I took so long. Ron called. He said he'd be home by tomorrow morning. He told me that he and Lavender were doing something…er…special."

Harry nodded his head but didn't say a word as Hermione pulled out a drink from the bar fridge. He couldn't believe she looked that good just to sleep. 'I'd love to sleep next to her…gah! What am I thinking…?' He watched her as she pulled out a glass and poured in red wine.

Hermione put the bottle back in the fridge then sat back down next to Harry. "Are you ok? You seem really quiet…"

Harry looked back at her and smiled. "It's nothing. Just thinking what Ron did to convince Lavender to do 'special' things…" Hermione giggled and sipped her drink. Harry turned away and drank as well. Actually, the truth why Harry was so quiet was because he was afraid that if he tried to talk, he would just sputter out something stupid. Never had he seen someone so beautiful…and also…never had he been so close to seeing a girl's cleavage.

Hermione then slid off her seat and walked towards the pool while holding her drink. Harry watched her as she walked. 'She seems to move with grace…Her skin looks so smooth…' The moon shone on her. The moonlight made her look even more beautiful… Hermione sat down by the pool and put her fingers in the water. She moved them gracefully back and forth. Harry stood up and turned on the stereo. A beautiful song played. Harry then walked towards the pool and sat next to Hermione.

She looked at him with a smile and raised eyebrow. "This isn't really the party we were expecting, huh?"

Harry laughed slightly then sipped his drink. A sudden gust of wind blew towards them. Leaves flew with it. When the gust of wind was gone Harry and Hermione brushed themselves. Harry was done so he watched Hermione brush herself. He saw a leaf in her hair so he went closer to her and took it of. Hermione looked up at him and smiled. "Thanks." Hermione then looked down to her chest. "Whoops…" Harry watched her as she pulled a leaf out of her dress. It had gotten caught in her bra. Then it dawned to him…

"Um…'Mione..?"

She was still fixing her bra. "Yeah..?"

Harry's cheeks reddened as he looked away. "I, um, I have never seen, um, a girl's, um, cleavage, um, before…"

Hermione just finished and suddenly looked at him. "Oh…I never knew that." Then she started twirling her fingers in the pool again.

Harry looked intently at her, cheeks still so red. "Could I, um, like, see yours..?"

Hermione nearly chocked on what she was drinking. She slowly looked up to face him. She dared look at his eyes. Harry, of course, darted his eyes away as his cheeks reddened in embarrassment. "Say what…?"

Harry dared himself to look back at her once more. "Well, um, you see…I was just distracted by your, um, cleavage and so the thought just came into my head—"

Hermione put a finger on Harry's lips, which stopped him from finishing his sentence. "It's ok. You can look." Harry blinked as she slowly let her finger down from Harry's lips. She looked at him then finished her drink. "I think I need another one."

Harry smiled and stood up. "That's ok. I'll get it. I needed another anyway…" Harry grabbed a bottle of fire whisky and took two drinking glasses for the both of them. "Hey Herms, do you want a fire whisky instead—"

Harry was very stunned at the sight he saw. He was just in time as he was able to watch her as she pulled the straps of her dress. The dress fell loosely of her body. He was left with the sight of her in her underwear. "The bra too?" Harry slowly nodded in response at Hermione's question. He was still gaping at her.

'She's absolutely beautiful…' She watched as she unclasped her bra. Soon, it was lying on the floor as well. Harry walked closer to her. "Wow…" Then curiosity filled his head. He quickly glanced at Hermione.

Hermione noticed and raised an eyebrow. "Fine Harry…you can touch them…" She rolled her eyes as she noticed Harry's expression. "What? I knew you were thinking it…"

'Well…she said it was ok…' Harry slowly lifted his hand. 'Come on! She's your best friend! Plus…you're gay.' Harry's hand was shaking. Finally, he poked it with a finger. He grinned. 'This is fun!' He started to laugh a little. Hermione giggled as well. "They're quite silly!"

Hermione giggled as he continued to poke them. "What makes it so silly?"

Harry finally stopped poking it. "Well, all this time, I thought that they'd be as soft as jelly but it's really not!"

Hermione laughed as she sat down by the pool. She let her feet dangle in the water. "Of course they're not! I'm not old yet Potter!"

They both broke into fits of laughter as she joked. Harry sat down next to her, fire whisky in hand. "Bet I could drink more than you…"

Hermione stopped laughing and raised her eyebrows at him. Then she put on an arrogant smirk. "Bring it on Potter."

For the next two hours, the two had gulped down fire whisky. They were both very tipsy. "Hey Harry, hic! What's the score…?"

Harry looked at the bottles that were sprawled on the floor. "Tie."

Hermione sat up from her position on the grass. "Ugh…I can't drink anymore…"

Harry sat up as well. "Ugh…neither can I…" At that they sprawled once more on the grass. "You know ' Mione…hic! You're so pretty…"

Hermione gave him a drunken smile. "So are you! Hic!"

Harry crawled closer to her. He crawled till he was so close to her face. The he kissed her. She kissed him back. The kiss became more passionate…and uh…things got a little more intimate. They stopped for air and they stood up as well. They started again. As they kissed, Harry lifted Hermione up and ran into the house. He brought her in his room. You can…um…guess what happens next, right?

Ok…so, um, that's it…please RR…no flames please!