Hey guys... sorry about the lateness of this chapter, i have been so busy recently and just didn't get round to publishing this chapter until now! I hope your still enjoying the story and I will try to make the chapters a bit longer and more detailed !
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Harry woke up the next day to a throbbing headache. It took him a few seconds to adjust to the bright sunlight streaming through the curtains and then it hit him. Like a blow to the back of the head. And he finally remembered what had happened last night. It was a bit of a blur after he remembered drinking his sixth shot of firewhisky. He could still feel the burn in the back of his throat now. He slowly got up, racking his brains for any further details of what he had done the night before and suddenly realised he wasn't alone in his flat. He looked around the room of his flat, and then went straight to the kitchen to find Hermione levitating a frying pan with her wand. She looked at him as he entered and sighed.
"Ron and I bought you back last night." she started, turning back to the saucepan. "You were quite out of it, and neither of us thought it was wise for you to try and come back on your own." She frowned staring down at the frying pan in disapproval.
"Hermione, you didn't have to ..." He started but before he could continue Ron entered through the door, saw Harry and grinned.
"Good morning." The redhead almost sang, with a smug look on his face, walking past Harry to kiss Hermione on the cheek. "Feeling OK after last night?" He asked trying to stop himself bursting out laughing.
"Look, are you going to tell me what happened or do I have to guess?" Harry snapped "It's quite obvious that I can't remember a thing about it, so what did I do?" He looked from Ron to Hermione neither of who moved. "Was it really that bad?" Harry asked desperately searching for answers.
"Yes." They both said looking at each other and smiling. Harry's face dropped when he put everything together. He got very drunk. Embarrassed himself. At Ginny's engagement pary. In front of everyone. What was he going to do?
"Let's have a cup of tea whilst we explain the events of last night shall we?" Hermione said, ushering him and Ron into the living room.
"Well you kinda embarrassed yourself mate, I'm not going to lie to you." Ron said half smiling, but looking slightly concerned and hesitant.
"The last thing I remember is sitting together with you two, Ginny, George, Luna, Neville, Cho, Lavender, and some other girls who I didn't recognise." Harry said, hoping this would help. Ron and Hermione looked at each other and then back to Harry.
"After that you started drinking firewhisky. We tried to stop you but you seemed so upset. Ginny tried to be polite to you and join in the conversation like normal, but you kept cutting her off. A few others drank some firewhisky, but you took the bottle and started swigging from there." Hermione said hoping Harry wouldn't react too badly to the next bit of shocking information.
"You know you said about those other girls?" Ron started."Well, one was called Violet. She knows Ginny from her work. Well, you kinda started chatting to her and doing that really fake laugh and really loudly so everyone could hear. Then all of a sudden you kissed her." Harry's jaw dropped. He was speechless.
"And it was more than a kiss to be honest Harry. You were then inseparable for like half an hour and Ginny got really upset. And then, as they were saying goodbye to everyone, Violet decided to go to and you just kissed her right there in front of Ginny and told Violet that you loved her." Hermione looked bewildered and disappointed in Harry as she spoke.
Harry didn't know what to say. He was utterly speechless and really embarrassed. He could feel his face flooding with colour and his ears burning. What would Ginny think of him now? What did the Weasley family think of him now? How was he going to speak to this Violet person and explain it was a one time thing? So many things to consider.
How was he going to face it all now?