Chapter 8

Again I no own the Harry Potter. Or grammar.

A few weeks passed. A few weeks of Draco avoiding Hermione and lessons continued as normal. Afternoons and evenings spent working in the study and her easy banter with Nott continued. Their hookups also vaguely continued, but they never talked about it. It just seemed to happen when they were up late, studying and suddenly they weren't studying anymore.

Pansy bumped into Hermione in the corridor as Hermione rushed to arithmancy. She winked at her as she went past and Hermione looked at the scrap of purple paper that was sticking out of the top of her textbook. The note was written on a scrap of purple, velvety paper. The letters glittered as the swirled in patterns around the page. Hermione, your presence is desired tonight in classroom 571. Bring alcohol and a friend. Dress mysteriously. The theme is anonymity. "The theme is anonymity? What kind of pretentious theme is that?" Hermione whipped around to see Theo standing behind her reading over her shoulder. He was also carrying a purple piece of paper.

"So Miss Granger, will your deign us miscreants and rebels with your most esteemed presence?"

"So I see you were in charge of invitations."

"Now why on earth would you say that?" Smirked Theo "It could have been any one of the 10 of us on the board."

"I think that it's slightly odd that the head boy sits on this board."

"I know it, was a controversial move by the chairman but I simply had to let myself stay. I set it up before I became head boy and I wasn't very well going to let anyone else tamper with my baby." His smile widened as she looked more and more shocked.

"You're the one who organizes this society? I've been tasked with finding out about it from McGonagall. Who is it that keeps on charming the teacups to throw themselves off the shelves in divination? I have a hunch it has something to do with you and Pansy because it couldn't just be one student" Theo tapped his nose as he walked away.

"The party starts at 10pm Granger. Don't be late and please, for my reputation, wear something other than your uniform. Also a vote was taken, you can bring Weaslette and Potter but if Ron shows up then we're chucking both of your guests out."

"Harsh words"

"Harsh but fair."

Settling down to arithmancy, Hermione began to think of what on earth she could wear, or honestly how she could possibly justify knowing about the damn society and not telling McGonagall. What harm could they be? Honestly, it seemed all rather harmless especially if Theo was in charge. She had her suspicions about who was involved but as far as she could tell it was a bunch of sixth, seventh and eighth years who wanted a bit more inter-house and inter-face mingling. She chuckled to herself about the inter-face joke as she left the classroom, her hand cramping up from writing her notes. She has a seventh/sixth year "supervised study" to supervise in the transfiguration classrooms and luckily it was Gryffindor and Hufflepuff so she would get to see Ginny. As she strode confidently into the classroom she saw her supervised study group sitting in a huddle as she walked in. The class of 8 students (3 Hufflepuffs and 5 Gryffindors) fell silent. She gave them a weird sideways looks, "Alright everyone, I'm sure you've got NEWTS work you could be doing. Any questions I can help you with just bring up to the front. As long as you don't drown out the music you can talk. If I can't hear the music then no one can talk." She put the mix CD of study music mainly consisting of Twenty One Pilots and Fun. into her portable player and sat at the desk. Ginny came slinking up to the front and slumped next to her. "Is it true you're dating Theo?"

"Working questions are appreciated, Ginny."

"So that's a yes." Hermione blushed a little,

"We're not exactly dating, but we're not exactly platonic."

"Okay so what did you want to share?"

"I haven't told you yet!"

"But you've got that face on that suggests to me you have something to share."

Hermione sighed and produced the slip of purple paper. "I've been invited to this and told I can bring you and Harry, just not Ron." Ginny examined the purple piece of paper and grinned, "So I will be coming to aid your dressing at 8 tonight, and you can suck it up." Hermione sighed again, even louder, Ginny just stuck her tongue out and went back to her place.

Walking down the corridor to room 571 Theo began planning the decorations. There was also general admin to take care of such as sound proofing spells and outside spaces for smokers but he mainly was concentrating on how to carry out the bloody theme. Parkinson had insisted that "Anonymity" was sexy, but Theo failed to understand how. The unused classrooms on the 5th floor provided the perfect place for the occasional shindig, they were rarely patrolled and were surprisingly spacious. He surveyed the room and got to work. An hour later the decorations were beginning to place pressure on his charms skills. He had placed silencing spells on the doors, floor and the corridor door, there was a "smokers bubble" a fantastic spell created by a twenty something year old from London which created a kind of screen that stopped the smokers getting cold on the balcony but prevented the smoke from entering the room. The floor was purple and slightly glittery whilst the purple haze of smoke that hung in the air was proving to be a happy side effect adding a sleepy feel to the room. He hung billowing folds of black material from the ceiling that was permeated with hundreds of tiny white lights giving the vague impression of stars. Finally he transfigured the few desks in the room into four large squashy sofas and enlarged the teacher's desk into a drinks table. Standing back he proudly observed his work. He doubted that even Hermione could have done better but he could gloat later. Right now he had a part to go get ready for and seeing as it was party he'd better look damn sexy.

Apparently my last author's note sounded really passive aggressive so I just wanted to say thank you for reading, and favorite-ing and reviewing this story. It really means a lot to me. FemAguila (is that how you spell it?) Thanks for reviewing I have no clue where its going and whilst I admit it would be a sexy sexy threeway I don't know if I have the writing capabilities to display the sexy sexiness. Also just for the moment I'm taking the rating down because whilst I intended on being a little more explicit I kind of realized I just don't have the energy to write a good 'ole sex scene. s