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((A/N Just to tell you that Hermione is going to be a little OOC in this chapter, but it is only because of the grief and vast amounts of alcohol consumption. Plus beware of RON/LAVENDER in this chappie.))

Chapter Three Alcohol, Sex and Rock 'n' Roll; Part One

Ginny searched the corridors looking for Hermione. She was fuming; Malfoy was such an inconsiderate prat! She knocked on various compartment doors asking after Hermione, but none of the inhabitants had seen her.

Getting slightly worried now Ginny decided to check the girl's toilets. As she walked in she noticed a figure sat huddled in the corner of the compartment. Brown, curly hair was all that could be seen on top of a mass of black Hogwarts school robes. "Hermione, is that you?"

Hermione lifted her head up off of her knees; her eyes were blood shot and slightly out of focus. Her hand fell to her side and a hip flask dropped from it; a brown coloured liquid began to seep from the mouth of the container. "Winny Geasley, my friend what are y-you doing here?" Hermione slurred as a wild smile spread across her mouth.

Ginny stared at her friend incredulously, she was drunk, now there's a way to solve you problems. Not. "Hermione?" she asked softly, "How much have you had to drink?" she asked, as she walked over to Hermione and knelt down next to her.

"Oh just a smidge, I am fine." Hermione hiccoughed back trying to stand up but failing miserably and she fell back to the ground, "ok, maybe a little bit more than a smidge." She said giggling hysterically. Ginny stood up, one eyebrow raised, trying to figure out how to deal with the situation. She crouched down and put one of her arms around Hermione's waist and put one of Hermione's arms around her neck and with some effort she managed to hoist her up to a standing position.

"Come on, let's get you back to the compartment before someone sees you like this." Ginny muttered helping Hermione to the door.

"I'm fine Ginny I don't need you to look after me." Hermione said pushing her friend away from herself and making towards the door. She stumbled through it and went in search of Harry and Ron' compartment.

"It's this one." Ginny said from behind her, Hermione turned around and saw Ginny stood by the door of a compartment. Hermione glared at the younger girl as she walked through the door; a little unsteadily she went and took a seat on Ron. Yes, she sat on Ron, or in more common terms, she straddled him.

"Ron, there you are, I have been looking all over for you." Hermione said leaning her face into his and capturing her lips in his own. She ground her hips into his, moaning into his mouth.

Ginny, Harry, Neville and Luna watched them, surprised in what Hermione was doing to Ron. Actually Ginny wasn't very surprised. "She has had a little to drink." She told the other three.

Harry turned to look at her, "Why?"

Ginny looked at him incredulously, "Why do you think?"

Comprehension dawned on Harry's face, and he shook his head but said no more. Whilst this was going on Ron had pulled away from Hermione. "That isn't pumpkin juice I can taste is it." He asked her, "why have you been drinking?" he asked her, "you could have come and spoken to me, you aren't going to find the answers to your problems at the bottom of a Firewhiskey bottle."

"Ron I don't think…" Ginny started before she was interrupted,

"Please Ginny, this is between Hermione and me." Ron told his sister a little reproachfully.

"I should come and talk to you, you don't want to talk. If I ever mention my dad you get all-uncomfortable and change the subject. Who am I supposed to talk to about it, when my own boyfriend is avoiding the subject?" Hermione said hysterically, "Look if you don't want to do this now just say and you can come up to my Head room later tonight." She said walking up to Ron sexily.

He was surprised by both the way she had so quickly changed the subject and how differently she was acting, "Hermione, I don't want this from you at the moment, you are fragile at the moment, and I would feel like I was taking advantage of you."

Hermione scoffed, "You're a guy. It's all you think about isn't It?" She said waving her arms in the air. Ron walked over to her and took her hands in his own. But she wrenched them out of his grasp, "I don't think this is going to work Ron." She said to him, this time sounding stone cold sober, "at least not at the moment, not when everything is up in the air." She told him before taking a seat and falling silent.

Ron stood flabbergasted at what had just happened. He looked to Harry who stood with the same look that he knew he himself was wearing. Ron didn't say anything he bypassed the four onlookers and left the compartment.

"Ron, where are you going?" he heard Harry's voice from behind him, "She didn't mean it, it's the alcohol talking."

Ron wheeled around, "No, actually for the first time today she was making perfect sense. This isn't going to work, I don't have the emotional ability she needs right now. I think it's just best I stay out of her way."

"But, what do you mean, things were going so good for you guys during the summer, "what changed?"

"When she went home we started arguing loads more, we were sending each other Howlers really often. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry." Ron said his voice breaking as he looked at his best friend. "I have to go." He added before turning on his heel and walking back up the corridor. Searching for Lavender Brown.

Harry shook his head, trying to make sense of everything that had just happened, before he re-entered the compartment. Hermione had fallen asleep in her chair and was curled up in a ball. Ginny looked at him hopefully, he shook his head, "He's gone."

Lavender Brown had just been to the Girl's changing rooms to change into her school robes. She was just exiting the room when Ron approached her, "Is their anybody in there?" he asked. She shook her head. No. Without any hesitancy he swooped down and captured her lips. His arms instinctively went around her waist and hers around his neck. He backed her into the changing rooms. Pulling his face away from hers only for a second to mutter a charm that would lock the door. Before he began the passionate kiss again. His hands trailed her body from top to bottom, whilst his tongue moved across her bottom lip begging for entrance, with which she graciously obliged. There tongues danced with each other as he unbuttoned her shirt exposing her small pert breasts that were covered by black silk. He kissed down her neck and towards her breasts. Whilst he was doing this Lavender unbuttoned his shirt and moved it off of his shoulders her hands moving all over his chest and grazing his nipples. Ron moaned and moved his lips back to her mouth.

Lavender's hands now moved down to the belt of his trousers and discarded it and helped him out of their confines. Ron lifted Lavender up and she straddled his hips as her legs went around his waist. Her skirt had ridden up and she quickly moved her panties away. Ron shook of his boxers and quickly entered her. He thrust in and out, their moans mixing together as they both felt waves of pleasure washing over them. Ron continued kissing Lavender with fevered passion, whilst his thrusts became faster and harder. Lavender's hands were in Ron's hair, her hips grinding down onto his. One of Ron's hands held Lavender in place and the other went up to her chest and stroked and caressed both of her breasts. Lavender was coming close to her release and felt waves of pleasure hit, as Ron came inside of her.

As they both came down from their orgasm they panted in each other's arms. "Do you realise how long I have waited to do that." Ron muttered into Lavender's neck.

"What about Hermione?" Lavender asked softly.

"Don't worry about Hermione." Ron told her, before he pt her down and moved to collect his clothes, 'We are all that matter now." He added kissing her passionately before he lifted the charm and moved over to the door, "I'll see you up at the castle." He said quickly before leaving, Lavender stood watching as he left a smirk playing on her lips.

Hmmm there's the third chapter tell me if you like it or not.