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The Pink Lacy Knicker Project	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 13619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The party was in full swing at Grimmauld Place. The now visible house was filled to the brim with witches and wizards celebrating the down fall of Voldemort.

Music boomed throughout the residence and alcohol was passed around liberally as every party-goer embraced their newfound freedom.

Harry Potter, the host of the party and the boy-who-lived-and-conquered was surrounded by beautiful women of all ages. They petted and caressed his flesh, willing to be crushed by other girls to get even just a piece of him.

Cho Chang, a girl who had always drooled over Harry at Hogwarts, managed to tear him away from the others and draw him into a dark corner to snog.

Ginny Weasley stood in another dark corner watching Harry make out with the beautiful dark haired bombshell. She ground her teeth, her hand itching to whip out her wand and hex the fucking boy-who-lived-to-be-a-prat! She turned away sharply from the disgusting sight of Harry’s tongue digging into her school mate’s throat to get her temper under control.

Hermione stood next to Ginny with an identical look of disgust on her face. Ron was only three feet away from Harry, attempting to chew off Lavender Brown’s face. She purposely kept her wand in its holster because she knew if she were to take it out, there would be two more people gracing the beds of St. Mungos hospital. If people thought Voldemort was dangerous, they had never crossed an angry Hermione Granger!

Severus Snape stood in his own corner with a dark scowl on his face. He looked as if the last thing he wanted to do that night was to be at the party. Out the corner of his eye, he spied a drunken couple coming near his corner. He gave them his darkest glare, silently daring them to get any closer. They visibly trembled at his piercing black eyes and quickly turned to find somewhere else to pet and grind.

Lucius Malfoy stood near the fireplace, looking around the party with an irritated sneer on his face. A drunken woman grabbed onto his robes, trying to get him to take her in a dark room somewhere. Lucius did his best to shake her off his arm. Though he didn’t believe in violence toward women, at that moment his views swiftly changed. He grabbed the woman’s arm and pushed her to the ground. He brushed off his robes and walked deeper into the party, rolling his eyes at the cry of “BEER BONG!!!”

Luna Lovegood was crawling on the floor, avoiding sticky puddles of unidentifiable goop. Party goers fell over her and a few brave souls tried to peek up her skirt.

Luna would blast such offenders with her wand before continuing her journey. It took a few more fatal collisions from partiers to get Luna to give up her method of getting around the room. With a sigh, she stood. She walked toward Ginny and Hermione who were glaring at Ron and Harry snogging party sluts.

Remus Lupin was leaning against a wall with a sad expression on his face. He looked over to Snape who scowled at a nearby group of boys trying to get him to drink from a beer bong. They were too drunk to notice that they were only five seconds away from getting their bits hexed off. Remus went into action.

“Severus, I heard that Dumbledore was thinking about letting me teach at Hogwarts once again,” he said as he was walking over to Snape. He put an arm over the dark man’s shoulder.

Remus looked at the boys and gave them an apologetic smile.

“I’m afraid this will be a while.” He pointed to another part of the room.

“Why don’t you guys go over to Mad-Eye? He looks as if he needs another drink.”

The drunken boys grinned dumbly and stumbled over to the drunken retired Auror snogging McGonagall (a sight that everyone in the party could have lived without).

As soon as the boys left, Snape pushed Remus’s arm off his shoulder.

“What made them think they could get me to chug that stuff without me cursing them within an inch of their lives?” Snape spat.

“They were drunk, and we all know alcohol is the ultimate courage juice,” Remus said wisely.

“I didn’t think it gave the idiots that much courage to mess with me,” Snape muttered.

Both men stared at the chaos of mingling and dancing for a long time.

“I see you’re as happy as I am to be at this party,” Remus finally said looking back to Snape.

Snape wrapped his robes around his body tightly.

“Dumbledore made me come. I thought I would be able to escape the old fool’s clutches when the Dark Lord died but I was wrong.”

Snape focused his attention on Remus, his eyebrow rising with curiosity.

“What’s your excuse for being here?” he asked.

Remus gave a vague shrug of his shoulder with a far away look in his eyes.

“I didn’t want to be alone tonight.”

Snape simply nodded and for some reason that made Remus feel strangely comforted. He knew that this was as close to a ‘sorry for your loss’ as he was going to get from Snape.

“It looks like Potter and Weasley are finally going to sow their wild oats,” Snape said after another comfortable silence.

Remus looked over to where Snape was looking and raised an eyebrow at both Ron and Harry walking out of the kitchen with their respective partners.

“So it seems,” Remus agreed.

“So what seems?”

Both men glanced over their shoulders to see the tall frame of Lucius Malfoy. Remus moved aside to allow Lucius into their little group.

“Potter and Weasley boy are going to sow their wild oats,” Snape repeated.

Lucius snorted.

“There’s an image I can do without,” he said and with a wave of his fingers he changed the conversation.

“I did come to pick up Draco to make sure he didn’t kill himself getting home but now I’m sure he’ll simply pass out here when the party is over. I have a bottle of Ogden’s finest sitting at the Manor. I invite you both to come and join me,” Lucius said with a gracious incline of his head.

Any other time, Remus would have questioned Lucius’ motives for inviting him to the Manor, but at that moment he didn’t care.

What did he have to lose?

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“I swear I’m going to hex his balls off Hermione,” Ginny spat, clutching her wand in her hand tightly.

“Gin calm down—don’t you think I want to hex Ron’s balls off as well?” Hermione asked rubbing Ginny’s back.

“Yeah Gin you should listen to Hermione—if you continue to be angry the Nargles won’t give us their secret pixie magic,” Luna said swaying back and forth to the music.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

“Luna, you’re not helping. Look Gin, I know you have some pretty strong feelings for Harry, but according to what you told me earlier tonight he wants nothing to do with you.”

At those words, the anger drained out of Ginny. She let out a sigh and put her wand back into its holster.

“I know Herms. But I can’t get over the fact that he hurt me deeply,” she said running a hand through her curly red hair.

“I know how you feel Gin—Ron pretty much did the same to me,” Hermione said.

“Oh so that’s why you’re both surrounded by Bitybumps! Those creatures only come around when couples break up for good,” Luna exclaimed.

“Luna!” Hermione and Ginny shouted.

Luna gave them her signature dreamy smile.

“You both are letting these Bitybumps control your lives too much. The best way to get rid of these nasty creatures is to go out and have fun on your own terms,” she said.

Ginny smacked her own head and muttered something along of the lines of “Looney.”

Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance.

“Luna, those creatures don’t exist,” she said through gritted teeth.

Luna simply smiled and continued to sway.

“Regardless of whether the creatures exist or not isn’t important Herms—Luna does have a point. We need to go out and show the boys that giving us up was the worst thing they could have done,” Ginny said.

Hermione sighed but gave a soft smile.

“You’re right Gin. We need to go out and send a message to those idiots.”

“We should go to my house—there’s no chance of running into Harry or Ron there,” Luna suggested.

Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Luna was right. There was the chance that they would run into Harry and Ron at the Burrow and Hermione’s parents weren’t back from Australia at that point, leaving Hermione without a home.

“Alright, let’s go to Luna’s house then,” Ginny said.

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What the three women and three men failed to notice was the flamboyant old man observing them with twinkling red-rimmed eyes from a rickety chair. This old man also happened to have a pair of bright pink lacy knickers on his head (how they got there … well that’s another story for another fanfiction).

‘They’re all so sad,’ he thought. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to stop the world from swirling all around him.

As he waited patiently for this to stop happening, an idea (more likely than not, a very bad one) popped into his head.

A goofy smile appeared on his face. Eager to put his plan in action, he immediately jumped up, grabbing the most stable thing nearby (a couple with crooked party hats grinding into each other) to stop himself from falling.

He made his way over to the men first, because even a drunken Dumbledore could realize that they wanted to leave more quickly than the women.

“Remees, Severeeess, Lucissss,” he slurred.

The three men all looked at each other with varying looks of concern.

“I see you’ve been enjoying yourself Albus,” Severus said neutrally.

“Greeet parrrty, lotssss of drinksss. Canna getsss beeeetter,” Dumbledore said before laughing obnoxiously loud.

The three men looked at each other again. Snape nodded his head and fixed his posture to appear taller.

“It’s good to know that you’re enjoying yourself Albus. If you will excuse us, we’re going to leave for a more quiet setting,” Snape said.

“I haves quites ze places to takes you. Pleeze, follows me,” Dumbledore said putting a bony hand on Snapes shoulder.

“I think we’ll pass Albus,” Remus said, looking to Lucius for support.

“I believe Mister Lupin is right. We have a fairly quiet place to go already,” Lucius said.

Dumbledore took out his wand, and faster than they could blink their eyes they were gone.

Satisfied, Dumbledore stumbled over to where the women stood.

“Ah Ginnnsssy, Hersmines, Lunaass—howsss ze partyss?” he asked.

“Um, it’s been fine Headmaster. We were all just about to leave Luna’s house,” Hermione said awkwardly.

The last thing any former student would want to see is their most respected teacher in school drunk and mispronouncing their first names.

“Nonsense! Pleeze, followss me,” the drunken man said with a strange smile and twinkling eyes.

“Um, Headmaster—I think we’re fine by ourselves. But thank you anyway,” Ginny said firmly.

Once again, Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it over the girls, making them disappear from the party.

He smiled at the empty space and stumbled into the library where he sat to write a letter.

A/N: Many Thanks to my beta Tara! She’s amazing!
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