A.N. Hey guys! I'm back after a very short wait; I hope you all liked the last chapter! I didn't get any reviews for it, but I wanted to update anyway, because this chapter was SO much fun to write!

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Chapter 6

A few days passed uneventfully for Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Harry. The four of them were sitting in the family room on Wednesday night with the television shut off. They were all staring aimlessly at each other, obviously extremely bored.

"We should do something fun tonight. We haven't gone out in a while." Ginny said, staring at the chipped nail polish on her toes. It was 8 o'clock on a nice summers' night and all they could think of doing was nothing.

"Yeah," Harry said. "Any ideas?"

"I know!" Said Hermione suddenly, "we should go to a muggle club!'

"We're underage," Harry pointed out.

"Me and Hermione aren't!" Ron said indignantly.

"We are in the muggle world, love," Hermione said.

"Oh," He replied.

"Hermione and I look eighteen! We can get us in a club easily!" Ginny said. She was very right. They both looked at least eighteen with the correct clothes and make-up.

"Alright, this is gonna be great!" Harry said happily.

"Let's go get ready," Ron put in.

HARRY POTTER

Two hours later, they were all on the way to a club called "The Unlimited." Ron was extremely nervous. What if we can't get in? What if they call those po-leese?

Hermione pulled into a parking space and turned to look at the others. "OK, let Ginny and I do the talking. I'm pretty sure if Ginny flirts with the bouncer and I act really confidant, we'll get in. It's ten quid each, so cough up."

Ginny giggle, this is going to be so much fun! She had on a black halter-top that showed a fair amount of cleavage with a pair of fitted, dark jeans with stilettos on her feet. Hermione had charmed her shoes to be really comfortable so she would be able to dance. Expertly done, Ginny had lots of black mascara on with smudged, black, kohl eyeliner. She looked hot, as Harry had whispered in her ear on the way to the club.

Hermione dressed very differently for her. She had a black handkerchief top on that had silver accents and showed no cleavage, but was completely backless. She also had on a pair of fitted jeans and charmed stilettos. In addition, the two girls matched in their make-up.

The two couples walked hand-in-hand toward the door. There was no line.

Hermione and Ginny stepped up to the bouncer. Hermione have him her most confident smile, while Ginny very obviously eyed the man's impressive muscles. He wasn't bad looking. He had blonde hair that was cut very short and a tight, black tee-shirt on with tight, black pants.

"Four, please." Hermione said in a cool, slightly bored voice; like she'd been to a club and gotten into them a million times. The man was staring openly at Ginny's chest. Harry and Ron worked hard to keep their faces impassive. They were both very angry.

"Certainly," He said, giving them a slight bow after taking the money and stamping their hands. He stamped their hands to show that they had paid and could get back in if they needed to leave for a bit. He opened the door to the club for them, and Ginny batted her eyes and giggled at the bouncer as she took Harry's hand and led the others in.

"Well done, girls!" Ron said once the quartet had gotten in the club.

"Yeah, 'Mione, I reckon we did a good job. He didn't even kind of try to card us," Ginny said smiling.

"Yeah. We're off to the loo, be right back." Hermione said, taking Ginny's arm and bringing her to the ladies room to freshen up. They both reapplied their lip gloss and checked each other's hair. Hermione's hair was sleek and straight while Ginny's hair was all teased and curly.

They left the washroom to find Ron and Harry standing awkwardly at the bar. They had obviously never done this before. Hermione had done it once before, and Ginny just had good instincts.

"Hi, can I have a rum and diet coke, please?" Hermione said to the bartender. Ron's eyes got wide. Hermione. Drinking?! I must be hallucinating.

"I'll have the same," Ginny said. The bartender made their drinks and looked expectantly at the guys.

"Uh…I'll have a Cider," Harry said. (A.N. If you didn't know, in England, they have an extremely potent drink and they call it Cider. It tastes just like apple cider, and I'm under the impression that they drink it often there. Let's just say you get drunk FAST with that stuff.)

"Me too," Ron said quickly.

The four of them took their drinks and sat on one of the tables when a loud and obnoxious tune came on, pounding around them. Hermione sucked down her drink, and started getting a bit giggly. She has never been able to hold her liquor. She hasn't had much practice, after all. She put her empty glass down, and pulled Ron up to dance with her. "Come dance!" She said happily.

He smiled at her and put his Cider down. They went out into the surprisingly packed dance floor and danced. Hermione wasn't tipsy enough to let them get too provocative…yet.

Ginny was watching them for a bit and looked over at Harry. He was watching her. "What?" She said over the music.

"Oh nothing," he said, smilingly, "I think we should get Hermione drunk. It'd be really fun to see her intoxicated. I know how to drive, so I could drive us back to her house."

"Oh, how fun will that be!? When they come back, let's order a round of shots. Those go down quick."

"Here they come. I'll go order them," Harry said, standing up and walking over to the bar.

"Hey, Hermione, I think you and I should get hammered. I've never been drunk before, and you obviously haven't, so it'll be fun," Ginny said bluntly.

"You know what, why not? I'm too much of a goody-goody anyway. I can do side-along apparation with you, and Ron and Harry can drive home," Hermione said. "Ron, make sure Harry doesn't have much more to drink, 'kay? Unless you can do side-along apparation with him and we can just come get the car in the morning?"

"Let's do that. I've never been drunk either, and I'm almost positive Harry hasn't, so we'll apparate back to your house." Ron said, downing the rest of his Cider.

HARRY POTTER

Two shots, a Cider and another Rum and coke later, Ginny and Hermione were dancing very seductively together to drive the guys crazy. It was working.

Ron went over to Hermione and pulled her to him, while Ginny wobbled over to a tipsy Harry. Ron pressed Hermione's body to his, and kissed her fiercely. Tongues intertwined, it started to get a little too heated for the dance floor, so Ron (being the more sober one) pulled away. They danced together, although it was still at least PG-13-like. Drunken Hermione was a lewd Hermione.

Meanwhile, Ginny was sitting on Harry's lap, kissing him fervently. She pulled away, and got off his lap, saying that they should dance. She led him onto the dance floor and they danced almost as alluringly as Ron and Hermione were.

Ron pulled Hermione to the bar, and got the both of them another shot. This time it was fire whiskey and it burned going down their esophaguses. Hermione giggled, and waved to the bartender, and yanked Ron to the dance floor again.

"Ron, I'm drunk," Hermione said, while they were dancing.

"Yes, you are. Very, very drunk," Ron said, laughing.

"Hey, can we sit down for a bit? I'm getting a little dizzy," Hermione said after a few songs' dancing.

"Sure," Ron said.

The young couple walked over to Ginny and Harry. Ginny was laughing at something Harry has said, and Harry was smiling at her. He was obviously not zonked yet; just a bit tipsy.

"Hermione, I have to go to the ladies' room," Ginny said, standing up.

"OK," Hermione said, and they both walked towards the bathroom.

After using the toilets and washing their hands, the two girls looked in the mirror. Hermione looked at the Ginny's reflection and chuckled.

"What?" Ginny asked.

"Your make-up is all smudged," Hermione said, digging around in her purse for a cotton swab.

"Yours is too!" Ginny said huffily.

Hermione found a pile of cotton swabs and brought one to Ginny's mouth. "Open," She said in reference to the red head's mouth. Ginny obliged and Hermione wet the swab in her mouth. She cleaned up Ginny's eye make-up and then Ginny did the same for her.

The two girls left the loo and went to sit next to their guys. They all danced and had a few more shots and decided to leave when they saw the time. It was one-thirty. Hermione and Ginny were so drunk now that they were giggling and holding each other up and couldn't walk straight. Harry and Ron were not nearly as bad…Well, they could at least walk.

"Harry, I don't think I should apparate. I can barely do it sober. And Hermione obviously can't. What should we do?" Ron said in a slightly slurred voice.

"We could get a hotel room." Harry suggested while pulling Ginny off the ground. She had just fallen and was laughing like mad woman.

"OK. Which one?" Ron asked.

"There's one right over there," Harry said, pointing to the building right next to the club. They had just walked out of The Unlimited and were standing in front, making sure to stay away from the bouncer. It was obvious the four had never drunk anything stronger than a wine cooler before.

Harry, being the closest thing to sober they had, handled getting the room. He got a room with two queen beds. The four stumbled up to the room and promptly passed out on the beds. Ron and Hermione on one, Harry and Ginny on the other.

They all underestimated the potency of fire whiskey shots.

A.N. Oh dear. They're in for a rough morning. Hangovers are a bitch. This will be the only time they get drunk in the story because I wanted to experiment with it. Tell me what you think!

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