Chapter One.

"Ughh!" groaned Katie Bell as she woke up the following morning. Her head felt like it had just been kicked in by a horse. Damn you Fred and George! Why did you have to give me that Firewhiskey? She thought as she tried to get up.

Tried being the important word in that sentence; when she tried to push herself up to get out of bed she was made painfully aware of two things.

She was not the only person in her bed.

She was not wearing any clothes.

She didn't want to look over her shoulder to see who she had more than likely had sex with. This was why she hated Firewhiskey, every time Angelina or the twins gave her some she did the stupidest things… she'd even tried to snog Percy Weasley at one point, she had been like fourteen and the twins had managed to 'liberate' a crate of Ogden's Finest from Snape's stash in the kitchens. She gently lifted the mysterious male arm off herself, grabbed her dressing gown some parchment and a pen and ran to the bathroom. She had to write to Angelina.

Angie,

Tell that boyfriend of yours he better run because when I come looking for him there will be nowhere to hide!

The twins, marvellous thinkers that they are decided to come back and throw their back to school party anyway this year… and brought TWELVE CRATES OF FIREWHISKEY with them! I don't even know what else I'm going to yell at them for because I can't remember anything else! And then when I finally wake up I'm butt naked and there's someone else in my bed!

I haven't got the courage yet to look who it is. I ran straight into the girls toilets.

You better not have been in on this.

Please write back ASAP I need some advice.

Katy.

She folded the letter and wrote Angelina's full name on the outside in block capitals and stepped out of the bathroom, taking great care not to look at her own bed, waked over towards the window. That was one of the perks of being one of only two Gryffindor girl in her year she got the entire dorm to herself. She let Wonka out of his cage and opened the window. "I need you to take this to Angie okay? Oh don't look at me like that you're an owl your primary purpose is to look cute and deliver mail…" she said as it reluctantly took the letter and flew out the window. "Bloody Pigeon." She muttered as she closed the window. Leanne's bed was empty so she was either in a similar situation to Katie or she was sober last night and got up on time like a regular person.

She couldn't put it off any longer, she had to look and see who it was in her bed. She turned around and looked at the sleeping figure in her bed. There lay the nearly emaciated body of Harry Potter, his raven black hair parted just at his scar, in case there was any doubt in her mind and the hand she had pushed away to get up had the very clear marks of torture using a blood quill…I must not tell lies… I must not tell lies indeed.

Fuck! Thought Katie as she jumped up of the bed she was sitting on. I just slept with Harry Fucking Potter! No she thought nervously. I think I just Deflowered Harry Bloody Potter! This cannot be happening, this cannot be happening. She had always thought Harry was cute, but in the 'oh he's like my little brother to me' or 'he's so fluffy I'm going to die' kind of way… okay maybe not the last one.

She looked at the clock next to Leanne's bed. It was half ten. That's okay she thought it's Saturday. I still have enough time to get dressed and make it look like I just slept in a little. But that means that I have to wake him. She looked over at Harry still sound asleep. She bit her lip, she couldn't exactly just cut and run, he was in her bed. He may not be the smartest broom in the shed but even Harry would figure it out.

Fuck it she thought "Alright Scar head rise and shine! It a bright new horribly hung-over day!" she said as she poked his at least semi naked body with her wand. When he didn't wake up she checked his pulse. She could have beaten Old Mouldy Shorts to the punch by deflowering and killing Harry Potter in the one night. "Well at least he would have died happy…" she grumbled before finally resorting to magic. "Aquamenti Glacius!" she shouted as freezing cold water gushed out of her wand like it was a fire hose. He jumped up immediately, but didn't quite take the blankets with him. She cancelled the charm and looked at the completely naked boy that stood in front of her. Well She thought certainly not a boy anymore Mr Potter. I wouldn't mind another ride of that broomstick…wait what no! he's like a little brother to you.

Quickly realising his naked state Harry tried to cover himself. "Oh stop being so modest Harry, it's nothing I haven't um… seen already… I think…I can't remember." She frowned. She really couldn't remember anything from last night, apart from Fred giving her that first Firewhiskey… "I think your clothes are over there." she said pointing to the trail of clothes leading to her bed "And your glasses are right next to you." She added. He franticly grabbed for his glasses and wand while still trying to cover his…other wand.

"Accio clothes." He said as he slipped on some underwear. Katie thought it was time she got dressed too and pulled some clothes out of her trunk. She turned around and divested herself of the dressing gown she had been wearing. She felt Harry's eyes bored into her naked back as she pulled on some jeans, a t-shirt and the England Quidditch Jumper Angelina had gotten her for her birthday two years ago.

She turned around and sat down on one of the unused beds again as she twirled her wand magically drying out her own. She'd probably have to get the house elves to change the sheets. Finally Harry actually decided to speak. "So…did we…err…DO it?" he asked. She just made a 'you don't say!' Face.

"I think so… I don't think we'd have any other reason to be lying naked in my bed together Harry so… unless you have any other bright ideas, I think it's safe to assume neither of us are virgins anymore!" She snapped at him. She could see the blood on the freshly dried sheets. "Can you remember any of last night?" she asked in a near whisper. Harry wracked his brain trying to remember anything from the previous evening's festivities.

"Not much. It all kind of blurs out about half an hour after the twins arrived." He said.

She looked down at her hands. She started fidgeting. The next time I see those Weasley Twins… She thought as they just sat there in the awkward silence

"Well…" said Harry as he stood and moved towards. "…I'd better go…I'll see you at Quidditch trials next week? Co-captain." He smiled at her. She nodded, trying to hold back tears. She didn't even know why she was starting to cry. By the time the door closed the tears were running down her face quicker than Ron losing his temper when someone disses the Cannons. Maybe it was something to do with the fact that she couldn't remember losing her virginity or maybe she was just crying for the hell of it.

After she had calmed down she pulled out her wand so she could fix her hair, but then it hit her. "Oh shit!" she groaned and fell back onto the bed.

-HP\KB-

Harry took his time walking down to the Great Hall. He had a lot to think about. He had just slept with Katie Bell. A girl who excluding Hermione was probably the girl he'd spent the most time around since coming to Hogwarts when he was eleven. You could curse Oliver Wood and his coaching methods all you liked but they sure did bring people together.

When he finally got down to the bottom of the grand staircase he heard her before he saw her, "HARRY JAMES POTTER! WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU! WE'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU ALL MORNING! COME HERE THIS INSTANT!" screamed Hermione. Everyone looked at him. He wouldn't have been surprised if Katie heard it all the way up in Gryffindor Tower. He practically flew over to where Ron and Hermione were standing beside the front door. "Care to tell us where you were?" she asked as they stepped outside.

"No." said Harry plainly. He had no desire to regale the pair in the tales of last night… even if he could remember it. One of the things he could remember though was Hermione leaving the party about ten minutes after it started.

Ron was looking a bit worse for ware, he had big black bags under his eyes and bits of dried blood on his face. "C'mon mate tell us where you were" he pleaded. "You didn't come back to the dorm last night. Hermione's been going spare all morning. She even woke me at quarter past nine to go and look for you!"

"I can't remember anything alright!" shouted Harry. Ron and Hermione just looked at him. "Listen I'm only up maybe twenty minutes at most so can you please give it a rest I'm very hung over and I missed breakfast." He made a feeble attempt at apology.

"Okay." said Hermione as they continued to walk down towards the lake. " Can you at least tell us where you were so that if you ever get pissed drunk again we'll know where to look?" she asked

"No." said Harry. Ron and Hermione shared a glance, Harry was hiding something and they were going to find out what.

-HP\KB-

They didn't have to look very far, by lunch time the rumours were everywhere. Someone had seen Harry coming down from the girls dorms this morning and the fact that the stairs didn't turn into a slide when he used them. Names were being thrown around left right and centre, but the most popular by far were Ginny, Hermione, Lavender, some third year called Romilda Vane and Demezla Robbins one of last year's backup chasers for the Quidditch team. In fact the only names that hadn't been mentioned was Katie and her roommate's. Apparently nobody thought Harry would sleep with seventh year but any girl from second to sixth year was fair game.

Of course Malfoy heard about it quickly enough. "Oi Potter! Have you really sunk so low that you're fucking second years now! Even Weasley is better than that! But with that filthy Mudblood you had for a mother can't say I'm surprised I mean…" He didn't even get to finish the sentence before Harry had his wand digging into Malfoy's forehead.

"Fifty Points from Slytherin for use of such disgusting language Mr Malfoy!" Shouted Professor McGonagall who was making her way down the corridor. "Mr Potter please kindly lower your wand you are a prefect now, something you would do well to remember." She ushered Malfoy and his goon down the hall before coming back like a bat out of hell. "Mr Potter Headmaster's office NOW!" she screamed.

This was going to be a long day. Thought Harry as he followed Professor McGonagall.

-HP\KB-

Meanwhile, Katie was sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, helping herself to some lunch, when Leanne popped down next to her. "So how is Missy Prefect doing today? You look a bit down to be honest." asked Leanne as she helped herself to some toasted sandwiches.

"I don't want to talk about it." Said Katie, she really didn't feel up to it. The whole school was talking about how Harry was spotted coming down from the girls dorms this morning. The rumours were flying all over the place and Harry had been called up to Dumbledore's office a couple of minutes ago after drawing his wand on Malfoy, who insulted Harry's dead mother! If you ask he deserves a lot worse than those fifty points. When this died down she was just going to put it behind her…as much as possible. It wasn't like she could pretend she was still a virgin but…

Leanne was about to say something else when a large barn owl swooped down and landed in front of Katie. "It's a bit late for morning post isn't it? Although you did miss morning post so…" chuckled Leanne as Katie took the letter from the owls leg and it flew away

It was from Angelina. Katie recognised the handwriting…

Katie bear,

Long-time no owl much? I haven't heard from you in over a month and a half. I'll talk to my idiot of a boyfriend. I knew they were planning something but I didn't think it would be something this stupid, or that they'd go through with it if it was.

Can you really not remember anything? I mean when you wrote that you said you'd just woken up. I mean. Has some of it come back or…

And I assume you've seen who it was you probably had hot drunk sex with last night. So who is it? Do I know him?

And what's this I hear about you turning down the captaincy. I was the one who put your name in! You deserve your captains glory too. You are too stubborn for your own good.

Please write back soon.

Angie and Alicia who miss you.

If Katy had been in a bad mood before, now she was distraught. Leanne was peaking over her shoulder as she folded the letter back up and hid it inside the folds of her robes. The two friends sat there in silence as the rest of the hall traded rumours about last night. "Did that letter say what I think it said?" asked Leanne looking worriedly at Katie. She had never seen her friend this vulnerable before. Now she had seen that letter, it kind of all made sense. Katie had been really excited about coming back this year. Yesterday she had been a little sad because she was missing Angelina and Alicia. After she came back from talking with Harry she seemed to brighten up a bit. Then last night Leanne lost her at the party and then this morning Katie was making dementors look like fluffy bunnies that just radiated happiness.

"I don't want to talk about it Lee…" said Katie looking up from her plate. "I just need some time. Can you please not tell anyone about this?" Leanne just nodded and watched Katie walks away and turns in the direction of the Quidditch pitch.

-HP\KB-