It was the night before the party and Hermione was still up finishing her mini skirt, whilst Harry and Ron were practising their pick up lines.

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The next morning everyone was frantic, they still had to move the common room, they were yet to tell the new portrait to let people in and tell it what they were doing. Two at a time the pupils were planning to go up to Hogsmeade and get as much alcohol as they could carry back without being caught.

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One hour to go the common room was moved and set up, Seamus was teaching the portrait to let people in with the password of Fire-whiskey while the girls were getting ready. Harry and Hermione were due back at any moment with food from the kitchens and some Hufflepuffs were on their way back from Hogsmeade hopefully laden with bottles of butterbeer and other useful drinks.

The Gryffindor common room looked absolutely amazing with all the enchanted decorations. They had moved all the couches into one corner and enlarged the dance floor. The dancing flames in the fire were magicly changing colours every now and then.

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The party had commenced, every one had bought so much food and drinks the tables holding everything were on the brink of collapsing and if it wasn't for Hermione they already would have. The music was booming so loud the were glad they had sucsesfully put a silencing charm around the outside other wise not only would the teachers hear but the rest of Britian too.

By the time about five songs had played mostly everyone was holding a bottle of alcohol and was dancing so madly they were in danger of spilling their nearly empty drinks and if the crashed into a wall they'd most probably make a gaping hole in it.

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Dean thomas who was dancing next to Ron in their big circle of guys whispered to him while still looking glazed-eyed over at the girls dancing "Did you ever realize that Hermione was soo hot??"

"Oh yeah"said Ron who was watching the girls too

Harry who was now on his third strong drink noticed this too and made his way over to dance with her. Hermione was on only on her first bottle of butterbeer but had, had a large glass of fire whiskey, took up the chance to dance with someone other than girls and with jealous looks from Dean and Ron, Harry moved her over to a partly empty corner. After another ten minutes they had both had skulled a few too many fire-whiskeys and were completely pissed and dirty dancing. Soon enough with even more jealous looks they were hooking up tounge and all