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Hermione scowled at the floor as she followed Blaise and McGonagall up the marble staircase. McGonagall had started lecturing her as soon as they exited the Great Hall and she hadn't let up in the slightest as they travelled through the castle.

"I mean really Miss Granger, as Head Girl I expect you to know how to present yourself in front of your peers." McGonagall stated exasperatedly.

"Yes Professor." Hermione bit her lip and shifted her gaze to Blaise who was shaking with silent laughter. Hermione glared, and then grinning evilly took a running leap towards Blaise landing on his back. Blaise barely managed to stay upright with Hermione's weight on his back.

"Ack-! Granger what the bloody hell are you doing?" Blaise swinger around swiftly trying to dislodge her but Hermione tightened her hold on him.

"Miss Granger! What do you think you are doing?" McGonagall had turned, seeing Hermione jump on Blaise.

Hermione smiled sheepishly and clung tighter to Blaise so she wouldn't fall. "We're just trying to get to know each other better Professor." She smiled sweetly and grabbed Blaise's ears and yelled, "Mush boy!"

"Mush? Granger I am not a dog!" Blaise tried to pry Hermione's hands off of his ears but all that did was make him wince as she began to pull in the opposite direction.

Hermione laughed and leaned over to look Blaise in the eye. "Are you sure about that?" Hermione stated as she watched a scowl start to form on his face.

Blaise scowled at the devil woman on his back but quickly that scowl turned in to a very evil smirk. "Fine you asked for it…Excuse me Professor we are going on ahead." He waited until McGonagall nodded and then shot off down the corridor, as a squealing Hermione clung to him for dear life.

Hermione laughed as Blaise made his way through the castle. She hadn't had this much fun since her 18th birthday when Jenna decided to take her to a club.

Flashback

Hermione sighed as she tried to tug her skirt lower on her legs. She didn't understand why she let Jenna talk her into dressing this way. Then again Jenna can be pretty damn scary when she wanted to be.

"Can't you please just tell me where we are going? The suspense is killing me; and please explain to me why I am dressed like a slag?" She crossed her arms over her chest but quickly dropped them when she noticed how pronounced her cleavage was.

Jenna rolled her eyes and continued dragging a reluctant Hermione down the street. She tried to dig her heels into the ground but she quickly discovered that she was not match for a determined Jenna when she was on a mission.

"Hermione you need to loosen up. You are way too young to be acting like a librarian." Jenna huffed. "Here we are!" They had stopped in front of a brick building with music thudding inside and a neon sign that read 'The Dancing Wolf'.

"The Dancing Wolf? Are you serious? I am not going into a place called the Dancing Wolf!" Hermione tried to go back the way they came but quickly found herself overpowered by a demonic looking Jenna.

"You have no choice in this matter! You are coming inside and you are going to have fun! Do you understand?" Jenna practically roared.

Hermione cowered as she watched flames come out of Jenna's eyes. "Yes ma'am." She bowed her head meekly and followed a triumphant Jenna into the club. She scuttled after Jenna making sure to stay as close as possible as they weaved their way through the crowd.

"Okay here's the deal, if you mention anything about school or books you will be forced to take a shot. Do you understand?" Jenna stated matter-of-factly to Hermione who looked like she was just told to kill herself. "Oh don't give me that look, it is your birthday and we are not going to be boring. You really need to let loose. Jenna smiled flirtatiously at the gentleman who came to take their orders. Hermione pouted and order a club soda only to be rebuked by Jenna who ordered a whole bottle of tequila.

"Jen I am not drinking any of that!" Hermione smiled nervously when the man returned with the drinks. The waiter winked roguishly at her which made her blush; before turning and heading back to the bar. "As I was saying I can't help but talk about my books! They keep me sane!"

"Ha! You mentioned books! Now take a shot!"

"No!"

"DO IT!" Jenna was on her feet now and looked like she was going to shove the drink down Hermione's throat if she didn't drink it quickly.

Hermione glared at Jenna so hard that she could've ended up six feet under. She picked up her glass and forced back the drink which made her explode into a coughing fit. As she tried to breathe again she noticed the waiter who had brought their drinks looking over at her with concern. Hermione blushed as she finally got her coughing fit under control. When she looked up again the waiter was smirking at her, she scowled at him and turned back to Jenna who was smiling evilly; so evilly that Hermione shivered.

"Oh Hermione? Do you know that oh-so-gorgeous waiter over there?" Jenna watched as Hermione turned scarlet and the waiter who had been watching started laughing.

"No I don't know him! I know I haven't seen him at school but then again I always have my nose in my books." Hermione looked at Jenna and blanched at the smirk on her face.

"You mentioned school and books in the same sentence. That is two shots if you please." Jenna watched triumphantly as Hermione looked like she might cry.

"B-but…I don't wanna!" Hermione started to cry her eyes out while she picked up her glass and threw the drink back. "Why do you hate me so much?" Hermione continued to cry as she drank the second shot.

Jenna looked on in surprise and noticed the waiter was watching Hermione cry; he looked like he wanted to rush over and comfort her but the bartender who had seen why he was distracted diverted his attention and appeared to be scolding him. Jenna smiled slightly as she watched the waiter glare at the bartender and walk away in apparent frustration.

"I'm going to tell my mommy what you did!"

Jenna turned her attention back to Hermione who was pouting like an eight year old.

"Excuse me? What did you just say?"

"I said I'm telling my mommy!" Hermione glared tearfully at Jenna. She shifted her gaze behind Jenna and lit up with a smile so bright that it could've been used as a search light. "Ooh~ it's the waiter!~ He is so cute!" Hermione quickly stood up, fixing her outfit as she started making her way across the room.

"Hermione! Get your butt back here this instant!" Jenna jumped up and went after Hermione who strode determinedly towards the bar where the waiter was grinning flirtatiously at her approach. When Jenna finally caught up to Hermione she was mortified to see her clinging to the poor waiter as she just looked at her with surprise. "Hermione Jean Granger! Let go of him this instant!" Jenna smiled apologetically at the waiter whose name she discovered to be Devin; she tried to pull Hermione away but she just clung tighter to him.

"But I don't wanna! C'mon Jenna at least I'm not talking about school or books! Oops! That's two shots right?" Hermione turned to the bar still clinging to Devin who was smiling pleasantly at Jenna who was apologizing profusely. Hermione drank each shot and turned back to Devin who was smiling endearingly at her. When she saw Jenna looking embarrassed she started to pout. "What's wrong Jenna? I thought you wanted me to have fun, it is my birthday after all." She lowered her chin and gave her best kicked puppy look to Jenna who quickly looked away knowing it would be her downfall.

"It's not going to work Hermione so you might as well just stop." Jenna rolled her eyes when Hermione's pout intensified. "So Hermione why don't you ask Devin to dance with you?" Jenna gently pushed a giddy Hermione and a smirking Devin towards the dance floor. Jenna went back to their table where she could easily see the couple. Jenna watched in fascinated horror as Hermione danced with Devin in such a risqué manner that if she had been sober Hermione would've died or exploded from embarrassment. When she saw Hermione pounce on Devin and the couple begin to snog, she sighed and headed for the dance floor.

End Flashback

"Oi! Granger!" Blaise deposited her none too gently in front of a painting of non-other than Albus Dumbledore.

"Owie! What the hell was that for? You could've nicely put me down but no! You decide to drop me! Is this how you treat women? Because if it is I shall pray vehemently for any girl you manage to trick into being your girlfriend!" Hermione continued to grumble to herself as she made her way to her feet. She had just straightened herself when Professor McGonagall stormed up.

"Mr. Zambini! Miss Granger! You two have been selected as the Head boy and girl; I expected better behavior from the two of you! Especially you Miss Granger, I have never seen you act like this even when Mr. Potter and Weasley attended Hogwarts with you!" McGonagall continued to rant and rave until a quiet chuckle brought her attention to the portrait they were currently standing in front of.

The portrait of the late Albus Dumbledore smiled warmly at them. "Professor McGonagall, Miss Granger, it is a pleasure to all of you again. I am thrilled that you two were chosen as Head boy and girl. You each have visitors waiting inside for you. Professor? The password if you please."

"Of course, the password is Freedom."

"Well said!" Dumbledore winked at Hermione and Blaise before swinging open to let them enter.

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!"

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