A/N: DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF HARRY POTTER AND REALLY
WISHED I DID BUT I DON'T.
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*~+~* (*~+~* is kindly taken from another story)
Hermione shot out of bed. It was Tuesday, and all the families had replied to the party invite.
Either the Malfoy's throw really good parties or everyone's to afraid to not attend. Every single one had accepted to come.
Apparently the Weasley's were coming but their parents said they had to do some important stuff at work. (A/N: SURE!)
Hermione was glad that the Weasley's were coming. She wanted to see Harry and talk to him, but it also meant Ron was coming too! *groan*
Hermione had finished all her theory work, now all she needed was to perfect her practical work. She was eager to have practice subjects, and she already had two perfect victims lined up. Cho Chang and Ronald Weasley.
Hermione quickly threw on some clothing before tip-toeing to Draco's room. She softly opened the door and closed it. Giggling, Hermione pulled back the covers and poured warm water everywhere. Pulling the covers carefully back over Draco, she prepared herself to sneak out quietly again.
Hermione creeped over to the door, when suddenly she zoomed backwards and fell onto the bed.
"Thought I wasn't awake? I heard you the moment you entered the door." Draco murmured sleepily as he lazily dried his bed with a wave of his wand.
"BUMMER!" Hermione said softly.
"Say that again!" Draco said, daring Hermione.
"BUMMER!" Hermione said, louder this time.
Draco put a silencing charm on the room and pulled Hermione closer. He began to tickle Hermione where he knew she was the most ticklish, and pretty soon she was shrieking in laughter.
"Stop. . . it. . . Draco!" Hermione said between gales of laughter. "I. . . give. . . up!"
Draco, finally satisfied, stopped tickling Hermione. As she gasped for air, Draco planted kisses all along her neck.
Hermione pushed Draco off her and headed out.
"I am NOT going to fall for that!" Hermione said haughtily.
"You've forgotten I've still got my wand!" Draco said cheekily before he summoned Hermione again.
"Why are you always so pushy?" Hermione sighed as she let Draco dominate her body.
"It's in my nature." Draco murmured.
"Well I'm glad that you're not always pushy." Hermione said before rolling over so she was out of reach. "It's nearly 8 Draco. I need to eat!"
Draco sighed disappointedly and locked the door magically. Hermione glared at him, but couldn't do a thing about it. She didn't have her wand on her.
"Liar." Draco said as he slipped out of the bed. "It's only 7:20 and that's no time to go eat breakfast!"
Hermione sat down on the bed and waited for Draco to dress.
"Why are you so DOMINATING!?" Hermione asked Draco as she fell backwards onto the bed.
When Hermione got no answer, she looked around puzzled. Draco had disappeared.
"Dra-" Hermione was cut off by someone invisible kissing her.
Hermione groped at the invisible person in front of her and found a clasp. She quickly undid it and found Draco. Giving in to temptation, Hermione started kissing back.
Draco broke off, grinning broadly.
"I win!"
"See? Dominating!" Hermione said huffily. "Emergency here! Call 911! We've got a little Julius Caesar here!"
Draco shook his head in disdain.
"Come on. We've got lots to do today. Decorations and stuff like that. The house elves normally do it, but it's fun to decorate the house. After all, it is a rather large manor and we do need to finish it by today!"
Hermione immediately got up and pulled Draco over to the door. Waiting impatiently, she watched as Draco deftly unlocked the door.
Hermione pulled Draco through the door and they raced down to eat breakfast.
*~+~*
Harry sighed.
It was Tuesday morning, and he had to go to a party at MALFOY MANOR the next day. It was apparently 'only courteous' to attend a party when you're invited according to Mrs. Weasley.
The upside was the fact that Hermione was at Malfoy Manor and he would be able to meet her true parents. Also the fact that he would be able to sweet- talk her into dating him.
A small smile flitted across his face as he thought about seducing his best friend. It couldn't be that hard. After all, she wouldn't put up too much of a struggle. Hermione wouldn't want to hurt the famous 'boy-who-lived' now, would she?
Harry smirked. Now that he thought about it, going to Malfoy Manor for a party wasn't such a bad thing after all. Especially since it was going until late into the night.
*~+~*
Hermione smiled wickedly as she found the perfect outfit for the next day.
She was going to wear a chocolate brown tank top with a tight fitting, brown leather jacket on top. She had also decided to wear a chocolate brown mini skirt (Slightly longer. She didn't want to look too revealing) that darkened to black at the edges. The skirt was a few inches above her knees, and she had found a pair of black high-heels that she had bought on her shopping spree the previous holidays.
Hermione smirked happily and jumped into bed. It was late and she needed to be up bright and early if she was going to get ready.
*~+~*
Hermione yawned.
Her alarm clock had just gone off, and Hermione was already excited.
Jumping out of bed, she quickly changed into her outfit. Observing herself in the mirror, she pulled out a brush. Her hair was looking like a bomb had hit it.
After she had straightened her hair, Hermione drew her hair up into an elaborate knot before charming it (freezing charm) to stay in place.
The last thing she put on was her necklace, given to her by her parents. Hermione sighed happily as she remembered her encounter with them the previous day.
*~Memory~*
"Hermione. There's people here to see you." Draco said absent mindedly.
"What? People here to see me?" Hermione said, puzzled.
Draco nodded as he dragged a hand through his silky hair.
"One of them, she's like a half-veela or something. Named Morgana."
Draco said softly.
Hermione immediately raced off to find her visitors. As she ran through
the corridor, she slammed straight into her parents.
"MOM! DAD!" Hermione shrieked as she recognized her father (she had
seen him when Harry had put one of his dreams into a pensieve).
"Oh my goodness! 'MIONE! My Hermione! My baby girl! The last time I saw
you, you were only a little baby." Morgana sobbed quietly as she hugged
Hermione.
"HEY DAD! How's it going? I'm planning on joining you soon! Draco's
been giving me lessons! Isn't that great? Hey are you coming to the
party tomorrow?" Hermione asked, the words tumbling out, tripping over
one another.
"Yes dear, we are." Rupert answered.
"Oh fantastic! Are you staying the whole time?" Hermione asked
curiously.
"Oh no. We can't. We have lots of important business to handle for the
dark lord honey." Morgana said sadly. "But we'll stay long enough to
get introduced and the such."
"That's ok!" Hermione said happily. "Look, I've got to go. Revision of
spells to practice tomorrow on the muggle-lovers and that sort of stuff
to do."
"Ok. If you want us, just ask a house elf. We're staying here for the
night." Rupert said, beaming.
" 'K! Well, see you tomorrow!" Hermione then skipped off cheerfully.
*~End of Memory~*
Hermione slipped into her lovely outfit and put on her jewelry and a touch of make-up. Finally satisfied with her appearance, she slipped out of the door and prepared to wake up Draco with a splash of water.
Grinning evilly, she sneaked up to his rooms and using several stealth tactics she had read about in her studies, Hermione conjured up a bucket of water.
Stifling a giggle, she flipped upside down all over Draco. She burst out laughing as Draco woke up, startled to find water everywhere.
Glaring viciously at Hermione, he hissed, "Ever heard the saying 'never tickle a sleeping dragon'? Well, I just happen to be a dragon."
Hermione was shocked at Draco's reaction, but took no notice. Stepping forward, she quickly dried everything. Snaking her arms around his neck, she whispered, "Come on! You don't want to go to a party angry, do you?"
Draco sighed. "I suppose not."
Hermione smiled seductively. "Good."
Leaning forward, their lips locked. Moaning slightly, Hermione broke off.
"There. All better now." Hermione said sweetly.
"You sly little vixen!" Draco said, amused.
"Hurry up and get dressed! The party starts in an hour or so, and we have to eat before everyone comes and tidy up any other little things and, hurry up! If you don't hurry up I won't give you your Christmas present!" Hermione snapped.
Draco saluted smugly. "Yes ma'am!"
Hermione smirked. "You know what? You have a cruel sense of humour!"
Draco chuckled and merely shoved Hermione roughly out the door.
Hermione glared angrily at the shut door. "THAT'S RUDE!" she yelled through the wood. "Stupid impudent, snobbish, cute, smart. . .*sigh* I mean, ugly, dumb brat!"
Draco opened the door softly and shut it. "Say that again!"
Hermione whirled around and smiled. "I said you were a smart, polite, modest, cute, intelligent, handsome young man!"
"Liar." Draco said, a smirk plastered across his face. "Come on. We've got to eat, remember?"
Hermione shot Draco a glare. "I don't like having my words thrown back at me, thank you very much!"
Draco chuckled and led Hermione to the dining room.
*~+~*
Ron sighed. He had nothing really 'decent' to wear. Or at least nothing that the Malfoy's would call 'decent.' Sighing once more, he looked over at Harry, who was wearing a bottle-green robe over his casual clothes.
Rolling his eyes slightly, Ron returned to getting dressed.
Harry observed himself in the mirror and was satisfied at his appearance. The invitation had said a casual formal dinner. Not really formal but not casual either.
Harry decided that he fit the bill exactly. Smirking to himself, he knew Hermione wouldn't resist him. He had made a love potion last term, and he had kept a small bit of it in a vial. He just needed to slip it in her drink.
The love potion just needed a little bit of the person whom the drinker was falling in love with (for example one strand of hair).
Harry had already slipped in one of his own hairs, and the potion had gone from bright pink to a blood red. Grinning, he turned to Ron and he nodded.
The two went down the stairs to wait for the others, before they all floo-d to Malfoy Manor.
*~+~*
Hermione leaned against the wall as she waited for the guests to arrive through the grate that was especially used for guests/visitors. Sighing she checked her watch.
The first group was arriving in 10 seconds.
9. . .
8. . .
7. . .
Hermione tutted impatiently.
5. . .
4. . .
3. . .
2. . .
Hermione fixed up her appearance even though there was nothing to fix up. Just as she put her hand down, she saw a whirlpool of colour enter the grate.
Raising her wand, Hermione prepared to clean the first group up. Smirking, she watched Cho Chang step through the grate.
Raising her wand, Hermione resisted the temptation to hex the girl. She cleaned Cho up and waited for the next person.
Cho walked up nervously to Hermione. She cleared her throat nervously.
"Um. . . Hermione has Ron arrived yet?" Cho asked hopefully.
"No. You're the first group. You can wait here. He's in one of the next groups. Is anyone else coming with you?" Hermione asked, deciding to keep things friendly.
Cho shook her head.
"Look, here comes the next group. Good morning Mr. Nott. Your son can't come? That's a pity. Oh well, welcome to Malfoy Manor. Please follow one of the house elves through that door. They'll lead you to the dining room."
Hermione repeated the same thing over and over again the Cho knew the words and greeted the people Hermione couldn't handle.
"Thank you." Hermione said after a while of silence.
"For what?" Cho asked, frowning slightly.
"Helping."
"Oh."
"Good morning Fred! Same to you George! Everyone else coming? That's good. Now if you just follow one of the house elves through that door, they'll lead you to the dining room, and don't try kidnapping any. We've got a head count on them." Hermione added, her eyes flashing dangerously, before returning to their normal chocolate brown.
". . .if you follow one of the house elves just through that door, they'll lead you to the din-" Cho was cut off by a kiss planted on her lips by Ron.
"Why don't you lead me?" he asked softly.
"I'm helping Hermione welcome the guests. She could do with help. There are so many people coming at once!" Cho said calmly.
"I'll help her. Go on Cho. Go with Ron." Harry said as he came through the grate.
Hermione waved her wand lazily and the both of them were cleaned up in a pass of the wand.
"You heard Harry, Ron. Go. Before I lose my temper!" Hermione snapped angrily.
Ron and Cho went off. Cho, having been at Malfoy Manor before (A/N: I don't know why! I'll use it somehow in my story later!) led Ron to the dining room.
"Is Percy and Ginny coming? I understand Bill and Charlie aren't here but. . ." Hermione began.
"No. Percy isn't coming. He is really busy with work, but here comes Ginny." Harry added darkly, his eyes hardening.
Ginny stepped through the fire, coughing slightly. Hermione quickly cleaned her friend up.
"K, Ginny if you just follow one of the house elves, wait. Libby!" Hermione called through the door.
A house elf emerged. Libby looked a lot like Dobby, so Ginny smiled.
"Libby, show Miss. Weasley the way to the dining room. Oh and give her a map if she needs one." Hermione said kindly.
Libby nodded and bowed. "Of course Missus! Anything young Miss wants!"
Hermione straightened up and waited for the next bunch of guests.
"Harry, why don't you go with Ginny?" Hermione asked.
"No." Harry answered flatly.
"Why?"
"She cheated on me, and I am not going anywhere near her until she's sorted out her priorities."
"Oh, that's alright then. It's just that Draco's coming." Hermione smiled, an action that lit her face up for just a moment that Harry thought he imagined it.
" 'Mione. Have all the guests arrived yet?" Draco asked as he stepped through the doorway.
"No." Hermione answered as she consulted her list. "We've still got Seamus' family and the Longbottom's as well as-"
"Since when, has Hermione been 'Mione to you, Malfoy?" Harry spat.
Hermione glared at Harry. "Harry! That is rude! Draco is hosting this party and here you are insulting him. I won't accept you two bickering today! I want you to be CIVIL!" Hermione burst out.
Draco merely nodded.
Harry was shocked. "Hermione! This is Malfoy we're talking about. The slime who made hell for us at school for the past 4 years."
"No Harry. I want you both to be civil. There will be no rudeness at today's party. I'll make you both leave the manor for a time if you can't get along!" Hermione said sternly.
Draco smirked. "How are you expecting to do that, 'Mione? After all, this is my manor."
"And I have more sway over you than you think!" Hermione answered, imitating Draco's smirk exactly.
Harry was just watching the ordeal, open-mouthed.
"Anyway, the real reason I came here is because I just got an owl from the Longbottom's and the Finnigan's. They can't come because of family matters. I believe the only ones missing are Crabbe and Goyle. Vincent isn't coming because his family is on holiday. Gregory must be the only one left to arrive."
Just then, an owl swept in and dropped a letter into Draco's hands.
Opening the letter carefully, Draco quickly read the letter. Offering his arm to the owl, he petted it and spoke softly in its ear, before it took off.
"I take it the Goyle's aren't coming then." Hermione said lightly.
Harry grinned. "Yes!" he muttered under his breath.
Draco spun around, his robes billowing about him. "Well come on then. It won't do if the famous Harry Potter doesn't make an appearance in the dining hall! 'Mione! You have some things to do, remember?" Draco called down the passage.
Hermione smirked. "Of course, how could I have forgotten!"
Hermione made her way down the corridor when strong arms caught her by the wrist. Taken by surprise, Hermione immediately twisted out of the grip and whipped out her wand, pointing it straight in the face of Harry.
"Relax 'Mione. It's ok." Harry soothed as he stepped forward.
Hermione inadvertently stiffened. Relaxing her muscles, she stopped for Harry to draw up beside her.
"Anything wrong Harry?" Hermione asked concernedly. "You didn't have a premonition did you? Like one of the Dark Lord?"
Harry shook his head. He didn't register the fact that Hermione had called Voldemort the 'Dark Lord' which was a term only death eaters use. He only took in Hermione's seductive body and her slim figure.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he murmured into her ear. "Hermione, you're so beautiful, you know that?"
Hermione was shocked. Slipping out of reach, she spun around quickly.
"What are you saying Harry? I am not going to be your play thing!" she hissed venomously.
Harry was taken aback. "No Hermione. I was just saying how beautiful you are. I'm trying to maintain the closeness we had before."
Hermione relaxed. Harry wasn't trying to seduce her. She was being stupid.
Smiling, she pulled him into the dining room by the sleeve, only to bump into Ron and Cho snogging each other senseless.
*~+~*
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, and took an experimental whiff.
"What is that smell? And the noise!" Hermione exclaimed. "Ron, if you are going to snog your girlfriend, at least have a shower before you do! And if would help if you used a NICE smelling after-shave. Oh and we COULD do WITHOUT the sound effects."
Ron broke the kiss off, his face bright red from embarrassment. He flushed with anger.
"Look Hermione." Ron said as he put a finger on her chest.
"Don't touch me, Weasel! You might contaminate me!" Hermione said harshly, a smirk written all over her face.
Cho was now really angry.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT RON LIKE THAT? ALL HE'S DONE FOR YOU IN THE PAST, ALL THE NICE THINGS HE'S DONE, AND YET HERE YOU STAND, INSULTING HIM LIKE A - A MALFOY!" Cho exploded.
Hermione shook her head.
"Cho, Cho, Cho. Haven't you heard? Ron's cheated on his last 3 girlfriends, including me. Oh and by the way, the reason I'm talking to him the way I am, is because he is gar-bage!" Hermione smirked.
Ron made to punch Hermione, but stopped himself. He couldn't punch a girl. No matter what they did or said. It was against his 'code of honour.'
"And do you even know what 'nice' things you're talking about? Well, how about letting me read through all his homework for 4 years to check for mistakes, lending him my notes for nearly every exam, and fixing his potions up during the lessons that he stuffed them up. The list goes on forever Cho, so don't talk about things you don't understand." Hermione said nastily.
Ron and Cho were absolutely shell-shocked. Hermione had never, in her whole life complained about helping her friends with their homework, so what made her start now?
Harry grinned. He liked this new, naughty Hermione. She was exciting and aroused him.
Hermione apparently wasn't paying attention to him. She had in fact, left to go talk to Draco. Harry fumed as he watched Hermione kiss Draco on the cheek.
Keeping his temper in check, Harry reasoned with himself. Hermione was just being polite to the people who were hosting her for the holidays. The kiss had meant nothing.
Sighing, Harry ran a hand through his messy hair. Looking around the hall, he spotted the Christmas tree. Grinning, he went over and placed his gifts (Ginny's and her original one) to Hermione underneath the tree.
*~+~*
Several hours passed, and all the older kids had left to an adjoining room (that is to say everyone from about 4th year to 7th year). Hermione had been around Ginny nearly the whole time so Harry had no time to seduce her into his game.
Checking his watch, he was stunned to find it was already 3:00 p.m. and when he scanned the room, he saw that Fred and George had left, as well as Ron and Cho. Only Ginny was left.
Sighing, he formulated a plan. He would pour Hermione a drink, and then slip a drop or two into her drink. Then she would fall desperately in love with him. It was perfect!
~+~
Hermione got up and went to get some Fire Whisky. It was illegal to drink it when you were under 16, but Hermione didn't care. This was Draco's house and if they had Fire Whisky in the room where they knew the older kids were going to be, then so be it.
Pretty soon, Hermione was drunk. Sitting down on the couch, she watched the people dance as the people in room danced to a song being blasted out by the band on stage.
Suddenly, Draco pulled her up and pushed her onto the stage. Grinning, Hermione grabbed the magical microphone and listened as Miss Independent began playing.
Hermione whizzed through Miss Independent quickly and the crowd was calling for an encore. She gladly obliged and after one more glass of Fire Whisky, she began to sing Innocent Eyes.
"Do you remember when you were seven? And the only thing that you wanted to do was show your mom that you could play the piano. . ." Hermione sang as she lost control.
Suddenly she leapt off the stage and began to dance around every single goddamn guy in the room. Each one left dazed at the attention.
Hermione stopped at Draco, because he had pulled the microphone off her and had let her sit down. Immediately all the boys who hadn't had Hermione's attention began protesting.
Draco pried the microphone from Hermione's fingers and called loudly, "SILENCE!"
Everyone clapped their hands to their ears and shut up.
"Alright. Miss. Avery has had enough Fire Whisky and shouldn't be singing. Whoever can't handle that can leave, now."
No one moved. Draco smirked.
"Well I suggest someone else sing. Have we got any volunteers?"
Ginny was feeling dejected and when she heard the phrase 'someone else sing. Any volunteers' she immediately stood up. She loved to sing and could sing very well, but she was shy.
She spied Hermione sitting on the couch, looking dazed and Harry murmuring in her ear, and her grinning like mad. Suddenly she summoned some unknown courage and called out, "I'll do it!"
Everyone spun around to face the 14-year-old Ginny Weasley. They didn't recognize her because she had died her hair a light brown and was wearing VERY REVEALING clothes that the normal Ginny Weasley wouldn't dare wear.
Stepping forward she grinned. Taking the microphone she stepped onto the stage and began to sing to 'I Love Rock and Roll.'
Harry looked up in wonder at the brunette taking the stage. She was looking confident and had a determined glint in her eye. Sitting back, Harry decided to watch the show.
"I saw him dancing there by the record machine. I knew he must've been about seventeen. The beat is going strong, play my favorite song!" Ginny sang, a perfect imitation of Britney Spear's voice.
Draco watched, amused. That Ginny Weasley was drunk. He had seen her drinking several Fire Whisky's. Hermione had gotten drunk after just 3 glasses and Ginny had drunk about 5. There was no doubt that the Weasley girl was drunk.
Smirking, he watched as Ginny walked down an aisle of bodies, singing as she went.
Ginny jumped off the stage deftly and began walking through the crowd. They immediately parted, giving her an aisle made of bodies. Spinning around she sang, "I love rock and roll yeah, coz it sooths my soul. I love rock and roll, yeah yeah yeah!" (A/N: It might look kind of weird, but you have to actually hear the song to like, understand.)
Spinning around again she walked down sticking out her free hand as she received slaps on her hand (A/N: You know how you walk down and people stick out their hand and they get kind of high fived to the side? Well Anyway, that's what I mean).
"I said can you take me home, so we can be alone." Ginny sang as she walked up to Draco.
Draco was too distracted with the girl who was dancing in front of him too see Harry pull Hermione off to one of the adjoining visitor bedrooms.
~+~
Hermione looked around groggily. The part of her brain that wasn't drunk was telling her to 'STOP WALKING! HARRY AND YOU ARE ALL ALONE IN A BEDROOM AND HE HAS JUST LOCKED IT! HELLO?'
However, Hermione wasn't focusing properly. Shaking her head, the migraine went away, and her vision cleared. She was just about to ask where she was when two strong arms pushed her roughly against the wall.
"HE-" Hermione began but was silenced by a kiss planted on her lips.
Too shocked to realize anything, she kissed back hungrily. She didn't register Harry's fumbling with her belt or him letting her skirt come undone. However, the skirt was so tight, it stayed on her hips. Hermione had struggle with it for about 20 minutes before she had managed to get it on in the morning.
Hermione broke the kiss off as she registered what she was doing. Doing her belt back up again, she whipped her wand out and stunned Harry.
Feeling flustered, she checked her appearance and prepared to overwhelm the crowd with her power.
*~+~*
Draco watched, frowning as Ginny came walking up to him, dancing seductively. Throwing an arm around his neck she continued singing.
Draco quickly threw the arm off and was about to snatch the microphone off Ginny when he noticed Hermione was missing and so was 'Potty.'
Concerned, he was about to go looking for her when she appeared from a door that led to a visitor bedroom. She was looking deadly, and Draco chuckled.
Snatching the microphone from Ginny, he silenced the band and they backed out, understanding the situation.
Hermione spotted Draco over by Ginny who was singing and dancing around Draco. HER DRACO. Immediately, her earlier drunkenness left her.
She quickly cast a silencing spell around the whole room and locked all the exits. Walking up to Draco, she summoned Harry's body from the room she was just in and locked the door after him.
"POTTER TRIED TO SEDUCE ME WHILE I WAS DRUNK!" she hissed.
Draco chuckled.
"Well I pity him. He obviously doesn't know you very well. You might want to put on a memory charm so he doesn't remember your rejection. You'll have to play along with his game if you want to find out his secrets." Draco said.
Hermione nodded.
"Enervate."
Harry woke up, dazed.
"Obliviate."
Immediately Harry felt a blackness enter his head.
"You took me off to the private rooms to have a chat about being my boyfriend. I accepted and you came back out to the party and you are going to leave." Hermione informed the dazed Harry.
Nodding numbly, he turned and walked off. Hermione unlocked his exit and relocked the door after he had left. Smirking she turned to the somewhat confused crowd.
"Sonorus," Hermione muttered.
"Now, you're probably wondering what the hell you're doing in a party with no music. Well, I'm telling you now that I'm the party pooper and you're gonna do what I tell you to. Right, I want everyone lined up in single file. Don't argue and I might go easy on you." Hermione's magnified voice rang through the room.
"NOW!"
Everyone hurriedly got into single file. Ginny first. Hermione smiled evilly.
"Quietus." Hermione said, her wand pointed at her throat.
"Alright Ginny. Have any explanation about your rowdy behavior tonight?" Hermione asked, a smirk playing around her lips.
The Fire whisky was beginning to wear off Ginny so she sensibly shook her head. She hated Draco Malfoy. Why was she dancing around him, and the way she did as well!
"I suppose I'll just have to teach you a lesson then. Crucio!" Hermione smiled as the girl fell to the ground, shrieking in pain. Even thought Ginny was one of her closest friends, she didn't appreciate people who tried to seduce her Draco.
Satisfied, Hermione lifted her wand and broke the spell. Ginny got to her feet, groaning in pain.
"Obliviate! Ginny, you tripped over someone else's robes and you ate something that didn't agree with you so you're not feeling well." Hermione then sent Ginny out the door. "You're heading home now."
Ginny stumbled through the door and down the corridor, her footsteps ringing in the corridor.
Hermione grinned. "Next."
Victim after victim suffered painful curses, hexes and jinxes. Some got a horrible cut before Hermione cured them with a wave of her wand or a drink of several potions she had prepared before.
Every single person's mind was erased before they left. Nearly everyone in the room was subject to Hermione's 'practice' except for the Slytherin's. However, they were obliviated as well, just as a safety measure.
Hermione smiled as the last person came up. It was Pansy Parkinson. Hermione didn't care if Pansy was in Slytherin. She was a bitch and Hermione wanted to give Pansy the worst.
"Incendio prolongus." Hermione muttered.
Immediately Pansy's body burst into flames and she screamed. Her screams weren't heard beyond the ears of Hermione and Draco and the silencing spell held fast.
"Finite Incantatem," Hermione muttered, satisfied that she had mastered the spell.
"Obliviate. Pansy, you accidentally got burnt by the fire when someone knocked you over onto the fire. You've got some minor burns but nothing serious." Hermione smirked as she pushed Pansy out the door. "You're heading home now."
Smirking still, Hermione turned to Draco, her eyes sparkling in delight.
"Well, that was fun!" she said ecstatically.
"Yes, well, I suppose you could call it fun. I call it pleasure." Draco said dryly.
"And I call this pleasure." Hermione said as she kissed Draco hungrily.
Breaking off, Draco laughed. "I call that passion."
"Well, different people have different opinions! Come on! School starts in two weeks and we will be so stuffed if Professor Snape finds out we haven't studied for his surprise exam he always gives at the beginning of every new term." Hermione said cheekily.
"Do you ever think of anything besides school work and study and-" Draco never finished because Hermione cut him off with another kiss.
"Yes. I think about you." Hermione said, smiling slightly.
"Now, now Hermione. I know you like me but you don't have to pounce on me like that." Draco said, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
Hermione have Draco a sharp slap on his cheek.
"Cheeky brat." Draco muttered.
"Sly dog." Hermione retorted.
The pair walked up the stairs to their rooms.
"Wily vixen."
"Impudent jackass."
"Excuse me!"
"I'm sorry. I forgot my manners."
"Good night 'Mione."
"Night Draco."
The two parted, both thinking of the wonderfully fun day they'd had.
*~+~*
A/N: IS THAT LONG OR WHAT? I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PROUD OF MYSELF! OF COURSE I COULDN'T LEAVE YOU ALL HANGING HALF-WAY THROUGH A PARTY. THAT WOULD BE SOOOOOOOOOOOOO UNFAIR! ANYWAY, DID YOU LIKE THE PARTY? WELL, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! I AM HIGH!
I WAS GONNA CLEAN MY ROOM, BEFORE I GOT HIGH. I WAS GONNA GET UP AND FIND THE BROOM, BUT I WAS HIGH! NOW MY ROOM IS STILL MESSED UP, AND I KNOW WHY! BECAUSE I GOT HIGH, BECAUSE I GOT HIGH, BECAUSE I GOT HIGH!
ALRIGHTT YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH OF MY STUPID AND CHILDISH ANTICS, I KNOW! LOL! LOL! LOL! LOL! LOL! AS I SAID, HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH! HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Remind me to take some pills. I need some.
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*~+~* (*~+~* is kindly taken from another story)
Hermione shot out of bed. It was Tuesday, and all the families had replied to the party invite.
Either the Malfoy's throw really good parties or everyone's to afraid to not attend. Every single one had accepted to come.
Apparently the Weasley's were coming but their parents said they had to do some important stuff at work. (A/N: SURE!)
Hermione was glad that the Weasley's were coming. She wanted to see Harry and talk to him, but it also meant Ron was coming too! *groan*
Hermione had finished all her theory work, now all she needed was to perfect her practical work. She was eager to have practice subjects, and she already had two perfect victims lined up. Cho Chang and Ronald Weasley.
Hermione quickly threw on some clothing before tip-toeing to Draco's room. She softly opened the door and closed it. Giggling, Hermione pulled back the covers and poured warm water everywhere. Pulling the covers carefully back over Draco, she prepared herself to sneak out quietly again.
Hermione creeped over to the door, when suddenly she zoomed backwards and fell onto the bed.
"Thought I wasn't awake? I heard you the moment you entered the door." Draco murmured sleepily as he lazily dried his bed with a wave of his wand.
"BUMMER!" Hermione said softly.
"Say that again!" Draco said, daring Hermione.
"BUMMER!" Hermione said, louder this time.
Draco put a silencing charm on the room and pulled Hermione closer. He began to tickle Hermione where he knew she was the most ticklish, and pretty soon she was shrieking in laughter.
"Stop. . . it. . . Draco!" Hermione said between gales of laughter. "I. . . give. . . up!"
Draco, finally satisfied, stopped tickling Hermione. As she gasped for air, Draco planted kisses all along her neck.
Hermione pushed Draco off her and headed out.
"I am NOT going to fall for that!" Hermione said haughtily.
"You've forgotten I've still got my wand!" Draco said cheekily before he summoned Hermione again.
"Why are you always so pushy?" Hermione sighed as she let Draco dominate her body.
"It's in my nature." Draco murmured.
"Well I'm glad that you're not always pushy." Hermione said before rolling over so she was out of reach. "It's nearly 8 Draco. I need to eat!"
Draco sighed disappointedly and locked the door magically. Hermione glared at him, but couldn't do a thing about it. She didn't have her wand on her.
"Liar." Draco said as he slipped out of the bed. "It's only 7:20 and that's no time to go eat breakfast!"
Hermione sat down on the bed and waited for Draco to dress.
"Why are you so DOMINATING!?" Hermione asked Draco as she fell backwards onto the bed.
When Hermione got no answer, she looked around puzzled. Draco had disappeared.
"Dra-" Hermione was cut off by someone invisible kissing her.
Hermione groped at the invisible person in front of her and found a clasp. She quickly undid it and found Draco. Giving in to temptation, Hermione started kissing back.
Draco broke off, grinning broadly.
"I win!"
"See? Dominating!" Hermione said huffily. "Emergency here! Call 911! We've got a little Julius Caesar here!"
Draco shook his head in disdain.
"Come on. We've got lots to do today. Decorations and stuff like that. The house elves normally do it, but it's fun to decorate the house. After all, it is a rather large manor and we do need to finish it by today!"
Hermione immediately got up and pulled Draco over to the door. Waiting impatiently, she watched as Draco deftly unlocked the door.
Hermione pulled Draco through the door and they raced down to eat breakfast.
*~+~*
Harry sighed.
It was Tuesday morning, and he had to go to a party at MALFOY MANOR the next day. It was apparently 'only courteous' to attend a party when you're invited according to Mrs. Weasley.
The upside was the fact that Hermione was at Malfoy Manor and he would be able to meet her true parents. Also the fact that he would be able to sweet- talk her into dating him.
A small smile flitted across his face as he thought about seducing his best friend. It couldn't be that hard. After all, she wouldn't put up too much of a struggle. Hermione wouldn't want to hurt the famous 'boy-who-lived' now, would she?
Harry smirked. Now that he thought about it, going to Malfoy Manor for a party wasn't such a bad thing after all. Especially since it was going until late into the night.
*~+~*
Hermione smiled wickedly as she found the perfect outfit for the next day.
She was going to wear a chocolate brown tank top with a tight fitting, brown leather jacket on top. She had also decided to wear a chocolate brown mini skirt (Slightly longer. She didn't want to look too revealing) that darkened to black at the edges. The skirt was a few inches above her knees, and she had found a pair of black high-heels that she had bought on her shopping spree the previous holidays.
Hermione smirked happily and jumped into bed. It was late and she needed to be up bright and early if she was going to get ready.
*~+~*
Hermione yawned.
Her alarm clock had just gone off, and Hermione was already excited.
Jumping out of bed, she quickly changed into her outfit. Observing herself in the mirror, she pulled out a brush. Her hair was looking like a bomb had hit it.
After she had straightened her hair, Hermione drew her hair up into an elaborate knot before charming it (freezing charm) to stay in place.
The last thing she put on was her necklace, given to her by her parents. Hermione sighed happily as she remembered her encounter with them the previous day.
*~Memory~*
"Hermione. There's people here to see you." Draco said absent mindedly.
"What? People here to see me?" Hermione said, puzzled.
Draco nodded as he dragged a hand through his silky hair.
"One of them, she's like a half-veela or something. Named Morgana."
Draco said softly.
Hermione immediately raced off to find her visitors. As she ran through
the corridor, she slammed straight into her parents.
"MOM! DAD!" Hermione shrieked as she recognized her father (she had
seen him when Harry had put one of his dreams into a pensieve).
"Oh my goodness! 'MIONE! My Hermione! My baby girl! The last time I saw
you, you were only a little baby." Morgana sobbed quietly as she hugged
Hermione.
"HEY DAD! How's it going? I'm planning on joining you soon! Draco's
been giving me lessons! Isn't that great? Hey are you coming to the
party tomorrow?" Hermione asked, the words tumbling out, tripping over
one another.
"Yes dear, we are." Rupert answered.
"Oh fantastic! Are you staying the whole time?" Hermione asked
curiously.
"Oh no. We can't. We have lots of important business to handle for the
dark lord honey." Morgana said sadly. "But we'll stay long enough to
get introduced and the such."
"That's ok!" Hermione said happily. "Look, I've got to go. Revision of
spells to practice tomorrow on the muggle-lovers and that sort of stuff
to do."
"Ok. If you want us, just ask a house elf. We're staying here for the
night." Rupert said, beaming.
" 'K! Well, see you tomorrow!" Hermione then skipped off cheerfully.
*~End of Memory~*
Hermione slipped into her lovely outfit and put on her jewelry and a touch of make-up. Finally satisfied with her appearance, she slipped out of the door and prepared to wake up Draco with a splash of water.
Grinning evilly, she sneaked up to his rooms and using several stealth tactics she had read about in her studies, Hermione conjured up a bucket of water.
Stifling a giggle, she flipped upside down all over Draco. She burst out laughing as Draco woke up, startled to find water everywhere.
Glaring viciously at Hermione, he hissed, "Ever heard the saying 'never tickle a sleeping dragon'? Well, I just happen to be a dragon."
Hermione was shocked at Draco's reaction, but took no notice. Stepping forward, she quickly dried everything. Snaking her arms around his neck, she whispered, "Come on! You don't want to go to a party angry, do you?"
Draco sighed. "I suppose not."
Hermione smiled seductively. "Good."
Leaning forward, their lips locked. Moaning slightly, Hermione broke off.
"There. All better now." Hermione said sweetly.
"You sly little vixen!" Draco said, amused.
"Hurry up and get dressed! The party starts in an hour or so, and we have to eat before everyone comes and tidy up any other little things and, hurry up! If you don't hurry up I won't give you your Christmas present!" Hermione snapped.
Draco saluted smugly. "Yes ma'am!"
Hermione smirked. "You know what? You have a cruel sense of humour!"
Draco chuckled and merely shoved Hermione roughly out the door.
Hermione glared angrily at the shut door. "THAT'S RUDE!" she yelled through the wood. "Stupid impudent, snobbish, cute, smart. . .*sigh* I mean, ugly, dumb brat!"
Draco opened the door softly and shut it. "Say that again!"
Hermione whirled around and smiled. "I said you were a smart, polite, modest, cute, intelligent, handsome young man!"
"Liar." Draco said, a smirk plastered across his face. "Come on. We've got to eat, remember?"
Hermione shot Draco a glare. "I don't like having my words thrown back at me, thank you very much!"
Draco chuckled and led Hermione to the dining room.
*~+~*
Ron sighed. He had nothing really 'decent' to wear. Or at least nothing that the Malfoy's would call 'decent.' Sighing once more, he looked over at Harry, who was wearing a bottle-green robe over his casual clothes.
Rolling his eyes slightly, Ron returned to getting dressed.
Harry observed himself in the mirror and was satisfied at his appearance. The invitation had said a casual formal dinner. Not really formal but not casual either.
Harry decided that he fit the bill exactly. Smirking to himself, he knew Hermione wouldn't resist him. He had made a love potion last term, and he had kept a small bit of it in a vial. He just needed to slip it in her drink.
The love potion just needed a little bit of the person whom the drinker was falling in love with (for example one strand of hair).
Harry had already slipped in one of his own hairs, and the potion had gone from bright pink to a blood red. Grinning, he turned to Ron and he nodded.
The two went down the stairs to wait for the others, before they all floo-d to Malfoy Manor.
*~+~*
Hermione leaned against the wall as she waited for the guests to arrive through the grate that was especially used for guests/visitors. Sighing she checked her watch.
The first group was arriving in 10 seconds.
9. . .
8. . .
7. . .
Hermione tutted impatiently.
5. . .
4. . .
3. . .
2. . .
Hermione fixed up her appearance even though there was nothing to fix up. Just as she put her hand down, she saw a whirlpool of colour enter the grate.
Raising her wand, Hermione prepared to clean the first group up. Smirking, she watched Cho Chang step through the grate.
Raising her wand, Hermione resisted the temptation to hex the girl. She cleaned Cho up and waited for the next person.
Cho walked up nervously to Hermione. She cleared her throat nervously.
"Um. . . Hermione has Ron arrived yet?" Cho asked hopefully.
"No. You're the first group. You can wait here. He's in one of the next groups. Is anyone else coming with you?" Hermione asked, deciding to keep things friendly.
Cho shook her head.
"Look, here comes the next group. Good morning Mr. Nott. Your son can't come? That's a pity. Oh well, welcome to Malfoy Manor. Please follow one of the house elves through that door. They'll lead you to the dining room."
Hermione repeated the same thing over and over again the Cho knew the words and greeted the people Hermione couldn't handle.
"Thank you." Hermione said after a while of silence.
"For what?" Cho asked, frowning slightly.
"Helping."
"Oh."
"Good morning Fred! Same to you George! Everyone else coming? That's good. Now if you just follow one of the house elves through that door, they'll lead you to the dining room, and don't try kidnapping any. We've got a head count on them." Hermione added, her eyes flashing dangerously, before returning to their normal chocolate brown.
". . .if you follow one of the house elves just through that door, they'll lead you to the din-" Cho was cut off by a kiss planted on her lips by Ron.
"Why don't you lead me?" he asked softly.
"I'm helping Hermione welcome the guests. She could do with help. There are so many people coming at once!" Cho said calmly.
"I'll help her. Go on Cho. Go with Ron." Harry said as he came through the grate.
Hermione waved her wand lazily and the both of them were cleaned up in a pass of the wand.
"You heard Harry, Ron. Go. Before I lose my temper!" Hermione snapped angrily.
Ron and Cho went off. Cho, having been at Malfoy Manor before (A/N: I don't know why! I'll use it somehow in my story later!) led Ron to the dining room.
"Is Percy and Ginny coming? I understand Bill and Charlie aren't here but. . ." Hermione began.
"No. Percy isn't coming. He is really busy with work, but here comes Ginny." Harry added darkly, his eyes hardening.
Ginny stepped through the fire, coughing slightly. Hermione quickly cleaned her friend up.
"K, Ginny if you just follow one of the house elves, wait. Libby!" Hermione called through the door.
A house elf emerged. Libby looked a lot like Dobby, so Ginny smiled.
"Libby, show Miss. Weasley the way to the dining room. Oh and give her a map if she needs one." Hermione said kindly.
Libby nodded and bowed. "Of course Missus! Anything young Miss wants!"
Hermione straightened up and waited for the next bunch of guests.
"Harry, why don't you go with Ginny?" Hermione asked.
"No." Harry answered flatly.
"Why?"
"She cheated on me, and I am not going anywhere near her until she's sorted out her priorities."
"Oh, that's alright then. It's just that Draco's coming." Hermione smiled, an action that lit her face up for just a moment that Harry thought he imagined it.
" 'Mione. Have all the guests arrived yet?" Draco asked as he stepped through the doorway.
"No." Hermione answered as she consulted her list. "We've still got Seamus' family and the Longbottom's as well as-"
"Since when, has Hermione been 'Mione to you, Malfoy?" Harry spat.
Hermione glared at Harry. "Harry! That is rude! Draco is hosting this party and here you are insulting him. I won't accept you two bickering today! I want you to be CIVIL!" Hermione burst out.
Draco merely nodded.
Harry was shocked. "Hermione! This is Malfoy we're talking about. The slime who made hell for us at school for the past 4 years."
"No Harry. I want you both to be civil. There will be no rudeness at today's party. I'll make you both leave the manor for a time if you can't get along!" Hermione said sternly.
Draco smirked. "How are you expecting to do that, 'Mione? After all, this is my manor."
"And I have more sway over you than you think!" Hermione answered, imitating Draco's smirk exactly.
Harry was just watching the ordeal, open-mouthed.
"Anyway, the real reason I came here is because I just got an owl from the Longbottom's and the Finnigan's. They can't come because of family matters. I believe the only ones missing are Crabbe and Goyle. Vincent isn't coming because his family is on holiday. Gregory must be the only one left to arrive."
Just then, an owl swept in and dropped a letter into Draco's hands.
Opening the letter carefully, Draco quickly read the letter. Offering his arm to the owl, he petted it and spoke softly in its ear, before it took off.
"I take it the Goyle's aren't coming then." Hermione said lightly.
Harry grinned. "Yes!" he muttered under his breath.
Draco spun around, his robes billowing about him. "Well come on then. It won't do if the famous Harry Potter doesn't make an appearance in the dining hall! 'Mione! You have some things to do, remember?" Draco called down the passage.
Hermione smirked. "Of course, how could I have forgotten!"
Hermione made her way down the corridor when strong arms caught her by the wrist. Taken by surprise, Hermione immediately twisted out of the grip and whipped out her wand, pointing it straight in the face of Harry.
"Relax 'Mione. It's ok." Harry soothed as he stepped forward.
Hermione inadvertently stiffened. Relaxing her muscles, she stopped for Harry to draw up beside her.
"Anything wrong Harry?" Hermione asked concernedly. "You didn't have a premonition did you? Like one of the Dark Lord?"
Harry shook his head. He didn't register the fact that Hermione had called Voldemort the 'Dark Lord' which was a term only death eaters use. He only took in Hermione's seductive body and her slim figure.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he murmured into her ear. "Hermione, you're so beautiful, you know that?"
Hermione was shocked. Slipping out of reach, she spun around quickly.
"What are you saying Harry? I am not going to be your play thing!" she hissed venomously.
Harry was taken aback. "No Hermione. I was just saying how beautiful you are. I'm trying to maintain the closeness we had before."
Hermione relaxed. Harry wasn't trying to seduce her. She was being stupid.
Smiling, she pulled him into the dining room by the sleeve, only to bump into Ron and Cho snogging each other senseless.
*~+~*
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, and took an experimental whiff.
"What is that smell? And the noise!" Hermione exclaimed. "Ron, if you are going to snog your girlfriend, at least have a shower before you do! And if would help if you used a NICE smelling after-shave. Oh and we COULD do WITHOUT the sound effects."
Ron broke the kiss off, his face bright red from embarrassment. He flushed with anger.
"Look Hermione." Ron said as he put a finger on her chest.
"Don't touch me, Weasel! You might contaminate me!" Hermione said harshly, a smirk written all over her face.
Cho was now really angry.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT RON LIKE THAT? ALL HE'S DONE FOR YOU IN THE PAST, ALL THE NICE THINGS HE'S DONE, AND YET HERE YOU STAND, INSULTING HIM LIKE A - A MALFOY!" Cho exploded.
Hermione shook her head.
"Cho, Cho, Cho. Haven't you heard? Ron's cheated on his last 3 girlfriends, including me. Oh and by the way, the reason I'm talking to him the way I am, is because he is gar-bage!" Hermione smirked.
Ron made to punch Hermione, but stopped himself. He couldn't punch a girl. No matter what they did or said. It was against his 'code of honour.'
"And do you even know what 'nice' things you're talking about? Well, how about letting me read through all his homework for 4 years to check for mistakes, lending him my notes for nearly every exam, and fixing his potions up during the lessons that he stuffed them up. The list goes on forever Cho, so don't talk about things you don't understand." Hermione said nastily.
Ron and Cho were absolutely shell-shocked. Hermione had never, in her whole life complained about helping her friends with their homework, so what made her start now?
Harry grinned. He liked this new, naughty Hermione. She was exciting and aroused him.
Hermione apparently wasn't paying attention to him. She had in fact, left to go talk to Draco. Harry fumed as he watched Hermione kiss Draco on the cheek.
Keeping his temper in check, Harry reasoned with himself. Hermione was just being polite to the people who were hosting her for the holidays. The kiss had meant nothing.
Sighing, Harry ran a hand through his messy hair. Looking around the hall, he spotted the Christmas tree. Grinning, he went over and placed his gifts (Ginny's and her original one) to Hermione underneath the tree.
*~+~*
Several hours passed, and all the older kids had left to an adjoining room (that is to say everyone from about 4th year to 7th year). Hermione had been around Ginny nearly the whole time so Harry had no time to seduce her into his game.
Checking his watch, he was stunned to find it was already 3:00 p.m. and when he scanned the room, he saw that Fred and George had left, as well as Ron and Cho. Only Ginny was left.
Sighing, he formulated a plan. He would pour Hermione a drink, and then slip a drop or two into her drink. Then she would fall desperately in love with him. It was perfect!
~+~
Hermione got up and went to get some Fire Whisky. It was illegal to drink it when you were under 16, but Hermione didn't care. This was Draco's house and if they had Fire Whisky in the room where they knew the older kids were going to be, then so be it.
Pretty soon, Hermione was drunk. Sitting down on the couch, she watched the people dance as the people in room danced to a song being blasted out by the band on stage.
Suddenly, Draco pulled her up and pushed her onto the stage. Grinning, Hermione grabbed the magical microphone and listened as Miss Independent began playing.
Hermione whizzed through Miss Independent quickly and the crowd was calling for an encore. She gladly obliged and after one more glass of Fire Whisky, she began to sing Innocent Eyes.
"Do you remember when you were seven? And the only thing that you wanted to do was show your mom that you could play the piano. . ." Hermione sang as she lost control.
Suddenly she leapt off the stage and began to dance around every single goddamn guy in the room. Each one left dazed at the attention.
Hermione stopped at Draco, because he had pulled the microphone off her and had let her sit down. Immediately all the boys who hadn't had Hermione's attention began protesting.
Draco pried the microphone from Hermione's fingers and called loudly, "SILENCE!"
Everyone clapped their hands to their ears and shut up.
"Alright. Miss. Avery has had enough Fire Whisky and shouldn't be singing. Whoever can't handle that can leave, now."
No one moved. Draco smirked.
"Well I suggest someone else sing. Have we got any volunteers?"
Ginny was feeling dejected and when she heard the phrase 'someone else sing. Any volunteers' she immediately stood up. She loved to sing and could sing very well, but she was shy.
She spied Hermione sitting on the couch, looking dazed and Harry murmuring in her ear, and her grinning like mad. Suddenly she summoned some unknown courage and called out, "I'll do it!"
Everyone spun around to face the 14-year-old Ginny Weasley. They didn't recognize her because she had died her hair a light brown and was wearing VERY REVEALING clothes that the normal Ginny Weasley wouldn't dare wear.
Stepping forward she grinned. Taking the microphone she stepped onto the stage and began to sing to 'I Love Rock and Roll.'
Harry looked up in wonder at the brunette taking the stage. She was looking confident and had a determined glint in her eye. Sitting back, Harry decided to watch the show.
"I saw him dancing there by the record machine. I knew he must've been about seventeen. The beat is going strong, play my favorite song!" Ginny sang, a perfect imitation of Britney Spear's voice.
Draco watched, amused. That Ginny Weasley was drunk. He had seen her drinking several Fire Whisky's. Hermione had gotten drunk after just 3 glasses and Ginny had drunk about 5. There was no doubt that the Weasley girl was drunk.
Smirking, he watched as Ginny walked down an aisle of bodies, singing as she went.
Ginny jumped off the stage deftly and began walking through the crowd. They immediately parted, giving her an aisle made of bodies. Spinning around she sang, "I love rock and roll yeah, coz it sooths my soul. I love rock and roll, yeah yeah yeah!" (A/N: It might look kind of weird, but you have to actually hear the song to like, understand.)
Spinning around again she walked down sticking out her free hand as she received slaps on her hand (A/N: You know how you walk down and people stick out their hand and they get kind of high fived to the side? Well Anyway, that's what I mean).
"I said can you take me home, so we can be alone." Ginny sang as she walked up to Draco.
Draco was too distracted with the girl who was dancing in front of him too see Harry pull Hermione off to one of the adjoining visitor bedrooms.
~+~
Hermione looked around groggily. The part of her brain that wasn't drunk was telling her to 'STOP WALKING! HARRY AND YOU ARE ALL ALONE IN A BEDROOM AND HE HAS JUST LOCKED IT! HELLO?'
However, Hermione wasn't focusing properly. Shaking her head, the migraine went away, and her vision cleared. She was just about to ask where she was when two strong arms pushed her roughly against the wall.
"HE-" Hermione began but was silenced by a kiss planted on her lips.
Too shocked to realize anything, she kissed back hungrily. She didn't register Harry's fumbling with her belt or him letting her skirt come undone. However, the skirt was so tight, it stayed on her hips. Hermione had struggle with it for about 20 minutes before she had managed to get it on in the morning.
Hermione broke the kiss off as she registered what she was doing. Doing her belt back up again, she whipped her wand out and stunned Harry.
Feeling flustered, she checked her appearance and prepared to overwhelm the crowd with her power.
*~+~*
Draco watched, frowning as Ginny came walking up to him, dancing seductively. Throwing an arm around his neck she continued singing.
Draco quickly threw the arm off and was about to snatch the microphone off Ginny when he noticed Hermione was missing and so was 'Potty.'
Concerned, he was about to go looking for her when she appeared from a door that led to a visitor bedroom. She was looking deadly, and Draco chuckled.
Snatching the microphone from Ginny, he silenced the band and they backed out, understanding the situation.
Hermione spotted Draco over by Ginny who was singing and dancing around Draco. HER DRACO. Immediately, her earlier drunkenness left her.
She quickly cast a silencing spell around the whole room and locked all the exits. Walking up to Draco, she summoned Harry's body from the room she was just in and locked the door after him.
"POTTER TRIED TO SEDUCE ME WHILE I WAS DRUNK!" she hissed.
Draco chuckled.
"Well I pity him. He obviously doesn't know you very well. You might want to put on a memory charm so he doesn't remember your rejection. You'll have to play along with his game if you want to find out his secrets." Draco said.
Hermione nodded.
"Enervate."
Harry woke up, dazed.
"Obliviate."
Immediately Harry felt a blackness enter his head.
"You took me off to the private rooms to have a chat about being my boyfriend. I accepted and you came back out to the party and you are going to leave." Hermione informed the dazed Harry.
Nodding numbly, he turned and walked off. Hermione unlocked his exit and relocked the door after he had left. Smirking she turned to the somewhat confused crowd.
"Sonorus," Hermione muttered.
"Now, you're probably wondering what the hell you're doing in a party with no music. Well, I'm telling you now that I'm the party pooper and you're gonna do what I tell you to. Right, I want everyone lined up in single file. Don't argue and I might go easy on you." Hermione's magnified voice rang through the room.
"NOW!"
Everyone hurriedly got into single file. Ginny first. Hermione smiled evilly.
"Quietus." Hermione said, her wand pointed at her throat.
"Alright Ginny. Have any explanation about your rowdy behavior tonight?" Hermione asked, a smirk playing around her lips.
The Fire whisky was beginning to wear off Ginny so she sensibly shook her head. She hated Draco Malfoy. Why was she dancing around him, and the way she did as well!
"I suppose I'll just have to teach you a lesson then. Crucio!" Hermione smiled as the girl fell to the ground, shrieking in pain. Even thought Ginny was one of her closest friends, she didn't appreciate people who tried to seduce her Draco.
Satisfied, Hermione lifted her wand and broke the spell. Ginny got to her feet, groaning in pain.
"Obliviate! Ginny, you tripped over someone else's robes and you ate something that didn't agree with you so you're not feeling well." Hermione then sent Ginny out the door. "You're heading home now."
Ginny stumbled through the door and down the corridor, her footsteps ringing in the corridor.
Hermione grinned. "Next."
Victim after victim suffered painful curses, hexes and jinxes. Some got a horrible cut before Hermione cured them with a wave of her wand or a drink of several potions she had prepared before.
Every single person's mind was erased before they left. Nearly everyone in the room was subject to Hermione's 'practice' except for the Slytherin's. However, they were obliviated as well, just as a safety measure.
Hermione smiled as the last person came up. It was Pansy Parkinson. Hermione didn't care if Pansy was in Slytherin. She was a bitch and Hermione wanted to give Pansy the worst.
"Incendio prolongus." Hermione muttered.
Immediately Pansy's body burst into flames and she screamed. Her screams weren't heard beyond the ears of Hermione and Draco and the silencing spell held fast.
"Finite Incantatem," Hermione muttered, satisfied that she had mastered the spell.
"Obliviate. Pansy, you accidentally got burnt by the fire when someone knocked you over onto the fire. You've got some minor burns but nothing serious." Hermione smirked as she pushed Pansy out the door. "You're heading home now."
Smirking still, Hermione turned to Draco, her eyes sparkling in delight.
"Well, that was fun!" she said ecstatically.
"Yes, well, I suppose you could call it fun. I call it pleasure." Draco said dryly.
"And I call this pleasure." Hermione said as she kissed Draco hungrily.
Breaking off, Draco laughed. "I call that passion."
"Well, different people have different opinions! Come on! School starts in two weeks and we will be so stuffed if Professor Snape finds out we haven't studied for his surprise exam he always gives at the beginning of every new term." Hermione said cheekily.
"Do you ever think of anything besides school work and study and-" Draco never finished because Hermione cut him off with another kiss.
"Yes. I think about you." Hermione said, smiling slightly.
"Now, now Hermione. I know you like me but you don't have to pounce on me like that." Draco said, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
Hermione have Draco a sharp slap on his cheek.
"Cheeky brat." Draco muttered.
"Sly dog." Hermione retorted.
The pair walked up the stairs to their rooms.
"Wily vixen."
"Impudent jackass."
"Excuse me!"
"I'm sorry. I forgot my manners."
"Good night 'Mione."
"Night Draco."
The two parted, both thinking of the wonderfully fun day they'd had.
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A/N: IS THAT LONG OR WHAT? I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PROUD OF MYSELF! OF COURSE I COULDN'T LEAVE YOU ALL HANGING HALF-WAY THROUGH A PARTY. THAT WOULD BE SOOOOOOOOOOOOO UNFAIR! ANYWAY, DID YOU LIKE THE PARTY? WELL, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! I AM HIGH!
I WAS GONNA CLEAN MY ROOM, BEFORE I GOT HIGH. I WAS GONNA GET UP AND FIND THE BROOM, BUT I WAS HIGH! NOW MY ROOM IS STILL MESSED UP, AND I KNOW WHY! BECAUSE I GOT HIGH, BECAUSE I GOT HIGH, BECAUSE I GOT HIGH!
ALRIGHTT YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH OF MY STUPID AND CHILDISH ANTICS, I KNOW! LOL! LOL! LOL! LOL! LOL! AS I SAID, HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH HIGH! HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Remind me to take some pills. I need some.
Well, please tell me what ya think!
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