a/n: thank you to Pookie Pie my 100th reviewer! Its finally the dinner party chapter which people have been asking for! Hopefully it will live up to your expectations! This is my last update before Christmas so HAPPY CHRISTMAS everyone and HAPPY HANUKKAH , HAPPY KWANZA…running out of Holidays I am aware of around this time of year so SEASONS GREETINGS to EVERYONE!

CHAPTER 11 – I thought you weren't going to get drunk.

"You have visitors."

Draco broke off from the one second kiss and clicked his tongue in exasperation. Hermione on the other hand took one look at Draco's face and began giggling uncontrollably.

"I'll get the door," she sang out and skipped back into the apartment, through the bedroom and across to the door which she flung open. The group in the hallway looked a little startled at the swinging painting which narrowly missed hitting Neville in the face.

"Oops, sorry Neville," Hermione giggled at him. My god, a few glasses of wine and I turn into a giggling idiot. I sound like a twelve year old girl. The others looked at Hermione uncertainly as she stood, blocking the doorway, red in the face from laughing. Draco came up behind her and pulled her back into the living room. He called to the others,

"Come in. Hermione just had a little too much wine while she was preparing." Looks of understanding dawned on most of the faces of the guests while Hermione tried to focus on acting a little more sober. Draco stood uncomfortably in the corner of the room, overwhelmed by the prospect of an evening with five Gryffindors and Looney Lovegood.

"Oh stop looking so uncomfortable everyone. Luna I love your necklace. Would everyone like some champagne?" Hermione conjured up a large bottle of champagne and seven champagne flutes, handing them around to everyone, giving Draco the last two.

"You just hold them there while I pour, ok?"

"Uh, maybe I should pour? I've probably got a steadier hand," Draco intervened. The rest of the group nodded in agreement, a little scared when faced with a tipsy Hermione, their nicest clothes and an open bottle of champagne. Hermione handed over the bottle and took the glasses back in return.

"Weasley." Draco greeted Ginny as he poured bubbly into her glass.

"No no no. None of that last name crap. I am Hermione, this is Draco and you all are Ginny, Harry, Ron, Luna and Neville. This is going to be a nice evening, and we are going to call each other by our proper names, or you can all leave."

"Eek Hermione, calm down a little," Harry said as he leant forward and stroked her arm. Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry as he poured champagne for Luna, almost overflowing her glass before he realised what was happening.

"Sorry about that Luna."

"Don't worry about it. They're just friends," she whispered back to him. Draco blinked in surprise. Luna was remarkably astute for someone who appeared, well, insane. He decided not to answer, seeing as that would confirm the whole jealous thing and moved onto Ron and Neville's champagne. Soon everyone but Draco and Hermione had a flute of champagne in their hands. The problem was, everyone was pretty much in agreement that Hermione probably shouldn't have any more to drink. At least not until she had had something to eat. Hermione, however was of a different point of view and insisted on having some champagne. Draco sighed and poured a half glass for her, but topped it up when he saw the death glare Hermione was giving him. He emptied the rest of the bottle into his glass and waited as Hermione handed him her glass, climbed on the couch, was pulled off the couch by Draco due to the fact that everyone could see up her skirt, took back her glass and made a toast:

"To my fabulous dinner party!" The others looked at each other and tried to muffle their amusement at the bizarre toast, before clinking their glasses and drinking.

"Draco, get the appetisers to hand around!"

"Hermione, we didn't get any appetisers."

"Fukkit then. No appetisers for anyone. More champagne for anyone?" Ron and Luna both held their glasses out, probably with the same thought going through their heads, Dutch courage. Hermione jabbed her wand towards their glasses and refilled them, then decided to refill everyone else's while she was at it. Draco, however, took Hermione's glass away from her.

"How about you wait until we've had some food hey?"

"Fine then. I'll put on some music shall I?" Hermione ran and found her CD collection and within seconds If you want blood by ACDC was blaring out the stereo.

"Hmm perhaps something a little more appropriate would be nice Hermione…" Draco said, trying to stifle a laugh.

"No one wants to dance and play air guitars then? Ok, ok Belle and Sebastian do for you?" The music began playing around the room and everyone visibly relaxed a little. Harry, Ginny and Neville were talking quietly on one of the couches, while Ron and Luna were making awkward conversation standing in the middle of the room. Well, actually, Luna seemed perfectly relaxed, while Ron was so nervous his hand was shaking a little. Luna leaned over to him, steadied his hand on his champagne glass and smiled. Ron smiled nervously back, and drank the rest of his champagne in one go. Meanwhile Hermione and Draco were standing in the corner, Draco trying to make Hermione have some cold water, while Hermione was sighing happily over the successful start to the dinner party.

"They're just so cute. Ron and Luna. Harry and Ginny. Neville and … Dobby, is the soup here already?"

Dobby bowed, snapped his fingers and seven bowls of pumpkin soup appeared on the table.

"Dinner is served," and with that, he vanished. Hermione ushered her friends over to the dinner table and sat them down in a very specific order, which she was adamant about in a way only a drunk person could be.

"Draco is at this end. Sit there Draco. Then Ginny, then Harry, then Neville, then I'm up this end. Then Ron you're next to me, and Luna you're there right next to Ron. Ron you're next to Luna, and Luna you're next to Ron." Hermione sat down at her end, failing to notice both Ron and Luna's bright red faces, and beamed around at everyone.

"Bon Appetit!" Everyone began eating their soup, bread baskets automatically refilling all around the table. Conversation began to flow easily, but not surprisingly, Draco remained pretty much silent throughout the whole conversation. Silent, that is, until Harry brought up quidditch.

"Oh my god, I know it was three years ago but that catch of Krum's!"

"I know! Fantastic!" That was the cue for an animated quidditch conversation to start between Ron, Harry, Ginny and Draco, while Hermione and Neville looked bored. Luna just looked mischievous, and after a few minutes of quidditch conversation, Ron suddenly went bright red and stopped talking. Luna's hand was on his thigh.

"Uh, Ron?" Harry asked looking a little confused.

"I'm fine."

"Sure?"

"Yeah. Mmm this turkey looks good." Everyone tactfully ignored the obvious change of topic and Hermione summoned some wine to go with the main course. She handed it to Draco to pour, due to the fact that she was still a little over the limit. The food was delicious, the wine complemented it perfectly and Ron and Luna were getting on fabulously. Hermione sat back in her chair and smiled with satisfaction. Man I am just so good. I single-handedly pull off a fabulous dinner party and I played a role in getting Ron and Luna together. Oh poor Draco he looks a little bored. I'll go and visit him after we finish our turkey. Hermione's smile increased as she beamed down the table at Draco, who looked a little scared. My god, how huge is that smile? It's like she's trying to get me to count her teeth or something. Draco smiled back uncertainly, and satisfied with this, Hermione went back to eating her food.

By the end of the main course, everyone was a little drunk, due to Hermione's fabulous refilling charms, and also extremely relaxed, something which is often brought on by alcohol and too much food. Ron and Luna were laughing together, and Harry, Ginny and Neville were having an animated conversation. Hermione stood up, walked the length of the table and sat on Draco's lap.

"Heya, having fun?" Hermione asked, leaning back on his chest.

"It's not as bad as it could have been actually. Although that possibly had something to do with the fact that the whole time you were eating, you leant forward and I could see down your dress." This last sentence was whispered in Hermione's ear, and her only reaction was to giggle and clutch the front of her dress.

"And how is the conversation going?"

"It's better now."

"Now what?"

"Now I've got you and I'm not stuck between Potter and Weasley's girlfriends."

"Harry and Ron. I warned you. You'll just have to leave."

"What? I live here. Then you'll have to abide by my rules."

"Uh huh. I thought you weren't going to get drunk," Draco changed the topic quickly and smiled down at Hermione.

"No no no. I just said that you weren't allowed to. It's fine if I do."

"Oh ok, so there is one rule for me and one rule for you."

"Exactly. You pick up on these things so fast." Hermione began laughing at the mock annoyed face Draco was wearing, before he bent his head down and kissed her.

"mm Hermione, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Probably, if you're thinking that it's PAVLOVA TIME!"

"Hmm I guess not then."

"Poor you." Hermione was sympathetic for about a second before she tapped the table with her wand. The roast disappeared, the plates cleaned themselves and a gorgeous pavolva appeared in the middle of the table, covered in whipped cream and strawberries.

"Dessert time!" Hermione picked up the knife from next to the cake and began cutting it into seven slices. When everyone had been served, she sat back down on Draco's lap and began eating his pavlova.

"You know Hermione, you could have that slice that's on the table right in front of you."

"No I couldn't tuna brain. I'm not having a whole slice because all I want is the meringue. You can have the strawberries and cream."

"I cannot believe you called me tuna brain. I don't think I've ever been called tuna brain in my life. And the meringue is the best bit, so don't think you're getting it all." Hermione's only response was to continue picking at Draco's dessert, stopping only when she noticed that Ron had his arm around Luna's shoulders.

"Oh look they are so cute. Now it's just poor Neville who doesn't have someone."

"Um Hermione and Draco, thanks for a fabulous night. I had a great time."

"You're not leaving already Neville are you?" Hermione asked, lurching to her feet, before whispering to Draco, "Do you think he heard me?"

"Well I've just got to go and meet someone."

"Ooooh, who?" Hermione was enchanted in true drunk style.

"Just a…friend."

"Oh holy fuck, Longbottom has a girlfriend?" Draco whispered in Hermione's ear.

"His name is Neville," Hermione whispered back, 'but I hope so!"

"Come on Neville, who?" Ginny asked. The only people not paying attention were Ron and Luna who had started hooking up and moved away from the table.

"I can't really tell you. I think only one other person knows that they are what I am. I don't want to annoy anyone."

"What in the world are you talking about Neville?" Hermione demanded, trying to look stern, despite the fact that she kept giggling.

"Well it's not just a friend ok. But it's also not a girlfriend."

"So you're not really going out yet?"

"Well no we are. Instead of a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship, it's kind of a boyfriend…boyfriend relationship."

"Ohhhhhh, well that's ok," Hermione said, "but I still really want to know who it is."

"You don't care?"

"I'm a little shocked, but meh," Harry was smiling at him from the table.

"It's great Neville. Although I kind of suspected already." Ginny was grinning at him from next to Harry.

"Really? I thought no-one did."

"You took me to the Yule Ball and didn't try and grope me. What was I supposed to think? Ok, that's not why I suspected. You just have a quality. That's all."

"Ok, well this is great and now I have to go. So thanks for inviting me guys, it was great." With that, Neville climbed through the portrait hole and hurried off down the corridor. Ron and Luna rolled off the sofa, and no one (not even themselves) really noticed.

"Well, who would have suspected, Neville Longbottom's gay."

"Oh god, please don't tell me you are homophobic Draco. I think I could handle being married to someone with a psychotic father who tried to kill me and caused numerous changes in my life, but I do not think I could handle a homophobic husband."

"No I'm not homophobic. Calm down Hermione. Maybe you should stop talking for a little while. Get yourself together."

Reading Between the Lines:

"No I'm not homophobic but shut up you fool before you say something that'll be even more of a shock than Longbottom coming out of the closet, ie. Something to do with our fake marriage."

"Right. Gotcha Draco." Hermione tapped the side of her nose with her finger and pointed at Draco, before wrapping her arms around his neck and whispering in his ear.

"I've got it. We're a real couple, Lucius is a psycho but I didn't cause huge changes in my life (wink wink nudge nudge), and despite the fact it's a little morbid occasionally, you look hot in all black." Hermione pulled her head back, looked at Draco, nodded as though agreeing with herself and kissed him on the cheek.

"Hermione," whispered Draco, "you are pressed against me in a thin, short, black dress. Your mouth is about five centimetres from my own. You are wearing extremely hot shoes. I think you see where I am heading. Unless you want to continue down this path with me, then I suggest that you step back a little and create some distance between us. Otherwise, let's throw the others out, take those strawberries and cream left on my plate and head to the bedroom. Despite the fact that we now have two couple making out in our living room, I doubt they would fail to notice if we ran off to have sex." Hermione took a step back from him and smiled.

"Harry, Ginny, Ron, Luna. I hate to...er...interrupt," Hermione began, as the four stopped what they were doing and looked at her, "and I also hate to throw you out, but I've had way too much to drink and I feel kind of sick so it's probably best you don't stay around for the aftermath. And it's almost the 11:00 curfew anyway."

The two couples said their thankyous and goodbyes before climbing out of the portrait hole together. As soon as the painting swung shut, Hermione turned to Draco and kissed him as though she had lost something down his throat. Draco steered her over to the couch and pushed her backwards so he was lying on top of her. He continued to kiss her while sliding one hand up her leg, the other supporting his weight. Hermione kissed him back with equal passion, putting her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. They kissed for what seemed like hours before Draco slowly picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He unzipped her dress slowly and unbuttoned the neck strap before sliding it down her so all she was wearing was a matching black lace set of bra and underwear. Draco moved to kiss her again but discovered she had in fact passed out.

"Oh for fucks sake!"

Ok. Ok. Find the silver lining. Silver lining of this cloud is…Hermione waking up tomorrow morning and freaking out. For now I just need to have a cold shower and go to bed. With this 'cold shower then bed' mantra echoing in his head, Draco did just that. He walked out of the bedroom, tapped the table with his wand, vanishing the plates and remnants of dessert, had a quick cold shower, and went back to the bedroom where Hermione was no longer unconscious, but she was half asleep.

She mumbled random things at him as he climbed into bed, then shifted over and lay on his chest. Draco felt extremely proud of himself as Hermione draped herself over him. Not only am I positive that if I wanted to right now, I could totally have sex with Hermione, but I'm not taking advantage of her. How much do I rock?

a/n: Hey all, I hope you liked the chapter. The whole Neville is gay thing just came out of nowhere (and I mean ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE) while I was writing and I was like meh, why not?

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