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Convenience and Inconvenience	By : ArizonaIceT Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 11600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“A party?” Harry asked skeptically.

“With Slytherin?” Ron added just as skeptically.

Hermione looked at her 2 best friends rather annoyed. They were all sitting in the library studying - well Hermione was studying while the boys went on about Quidditch. She had asked a simple question, and they acted as if she grew 2 more heads like Fluffy.

One had to admit, her question was one that likely hadn’t been heard in the walls of Hogwarts in a long time.

Gryffindors being invited to a party in the Slytherin Common room. The last time that happened was in 1637, and it ended with several students being reduced to greyish goo.

“You sure Draco didn’t Imperius you?” Ron asked. “Try and get you to lure us into some kind of trap?”

“Ron, I take it as an insult that you think Draco could Imperius me.” Hermione countered.

“Oh, Draco is it?” Harry said with a small smirk. “Now I know she’s Imperioed.”

“Oh come off it you two.” Hermione said with a huff “You two coming is important. It’ll go a long way to inter-house camaraderie.”

Hermione wasn’t making that up. This year incidents between Gryffindors and Slyherins was at a surprising low over the years. While not zero, it was a change of pace from the usual general hostility between the two houses.

Part of that was due to the example Hermione and Draco were setting as Head Boy and Girl. Lower years saw them acting cordially, if not friendly, and realized they might not NEED to hex each other on sight. Granted, they didn’t know the two worked out their aggression towards each other out in unorthodox ways, but those details didn’t need to be public.

Draco floated the idea of a party in the Slytherin Common rooms as celebration/commemoration of the growth the two houses were showing. Hermione suspected it was just an excuse to throw a party, but Hermione could appreciate the optics of it. Having two of the most popular boys in Gryffindor willingly spend time with Slytherin would go a long way.

“I’m still not convinced it’s not a trap.” Ron said.

“Look-” Hermione groaned, rubbing her temples. “It would mean alot to me if you two came. We’ve made big strides in inter-house relations, and this party could do alot of good to cement it for future students of Hogwarts.”

Harry and Ron looked at each other Skeptically. Then after a moment, a little less skeptically. The two seemed to have a silent conversation through their facial expressions and eyebrows. Then they both looked back at Hermione and asked in unison

“Will they be providing the alcohol?”
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“The Golden Trio finally arrived!” Blaise Zabini called out.

Hermione, Ron, Harry and Harry’s plus one, Ginny, walked into the Slytherin common room. Ron and Harry hadn’t been in the room since they disguised themselves as Crabbe and Goyle to sneak in second year. Hermione had only been there during patrols with Draco, and typically those ended with her bent over in an alcove somewhere.

“Merlin, I feel like we walked into a vampire’s living room” Ron commented. Hermione elbowed him in the side and gave him a look.

In the common room waiting was Draco naturally, with Crabbe and Goyle at his sides. Blaise Zabini was relaxing on one of the couches with Pansy Parkison, and the Greengrass sisters were standing by the fireplace. Surprisingly Luna and Neville were there as well, sitting to the side on a loveseat. They had also been invited, but Hermione honestly didn’t think Neville would have the nerve to come. She suspected Luna was the moving force there.

“Well, now that everyone is here, I think this party can officially start.” Draco said, clapping his hand and smiling with teeth. Hermione smiled back a bit - nothing too obvious where Harry a=or Ron would notice. Ginny however DID, and was grinning from ear to ear at Hermione.

For the next half hour or so, the Gryffindors awkwardly mingled with the Slytherins. Luna and Neville were conversing with the Greengrasses, who looked utterly baffled at whatever Luna was talking about. Ron was trying to talk Quidditch with Blaise, who just nodded his head pretending to care, and Ron and Ginny nursed cups of fire whiskey on the couch.

“Well, this is going about well as expected.” Draco said, sliding next to Hermione.

“I guess after years of antagonizing each other, it’s a bit hard to get to know each other.” Hermione offered

“We're talking about them, right?” Draco asked with a raised eyebrow. Hermione laughed a little at that. “Know what we need.”

“Enlighten me Draco.”

“We need a game.”

“A game?”

“A game. Ice-breaker. Something to get everyone to sit down, and talk to each other. And I know just the game.”

Hermione looked at Draco a bit confused as he strode out of the Common room. He returned not five minutes later, with a small green vial in his hand.

“Alright everyone!” He called out. “Everyone sit in a circle. We’re going to make this night a bit more interesting.”

The party goers all looked at each other, but acquiesced, forming a small circle on the floor. Gryffindors and Luna on one side, Slytherins on the other with Draco and Hermione serving as the border.

“What is this Drake?” Pansy asked, a bit put out.

“This-” Draco said, opening his hand and revealing the vial therein. “- is Veritaserum.”

Hermione looked at him in surprise.

“Veritaserum?” Where on earth did you get that?” She asked.

“Snape’s office.” Draco said with a shrug. Hermione had a follow up question in regards to that, but Harry beat her to it.

“And what are we going to do with Veritaserum?” He asked. Draco just smiled.

“A classic came of Tell-all of course.” Draco said. “Rules are simple - someone spins a bottle, and whoever it lands on, the spinner gets to ask them a Veritaserum laced question. Great way to really get to know each other.”

“Share my secrets with you lot?” Ron piped in. “Thanks, but no thanks.”

“Awww, is the little Weasel scared?” Pansy taunted. Ron’s ears pinked a bit.

“I’m not scared.” Ron said adamantly.

“Then it sounds like you’re playing.” Draco said with a smirk. “Blaise, pass me that bottle of fire whiskey.”
Blaise passed him the bottle, and Draco opened the top. He poured the Veritaserum into the whiskey, and gave it a good shake, mixing the two liquids together. He then brought it to his lips, and took a generous swig. He passed it to his left to Goyle, who followed suit, and then to Crabbe. The bottle made it around the circle, everyone drinking the whiskey of truth. Once they all had a drink, they looked at each other?

“Well...did it work?” Ginny asked.

“Let's see. Crabbe, did you piss yourself first year because Snape yelled at you?” Draco asked.

“Yes.” He answered immediately, before slapping his hand over his mouth. Everyone laughed, though Hermione and Harry had the decency to try and hide their smirks.

“I think it works just fine.” Draco said. He waved his wand, and conjured a bottle into the middle of the circle. “I think Crabbe should have the honors of going first.”

Crabbe glared at Draco, but nonetheless took out his wand and cast a spinning spell. The bottle spun quickly, before slowing down on Astoria Greengrass. Astoria frowned a bit, but straightened up, and waited for her question.

“Astoria...Is it true that you kissed Tracey Davis in 3rd year?”

Astoria immediately reddened in the face, and everyone could tell she was fighting to not answer. But Veritaserum is a powerful potion, and despite how she might try, her mouth slipped open and a “Yes” slipped out.

Everyone looked at her surprised.

“Did you really?” Blaise asked with a toothy grin.

“Well I can hardly lie, now can I!” Astoria huffed, annoyed and embarrassed.

“Huh, I figured that was just a rumor.” Ginny added.

“I thought it was too” Pansy piped in. “I’m the one who started it.”

“Oh I knew it was you, you harpy!” Astoria screeched

“Wait, I’m confused, if Pansy started the rumor, how is it true?” Ron asked. Astoria sighed deeply through her nose.

“Well the rumor was already making its way through the school - and at the time it wasn’t true, but then I ran into Tracey in the bathroom, and we figured everyone already thought it was true...so we might as well try it.”
“Hot.” Goyle said.

“You’re such a perv!” Daphne sneered at him.

“Okay, since Astoria was our first victim, she gets to spin next.” Draco said. Astoria took out her wand, and spun the bottle and it landed on Harry next.

“Potter...do you think any of the Professors are hot?” Astoria asked. Harry looked caught off guard by the question and he glanced at Ginny without turning his head. She glared at him with her arms crossed expectantly. After a moment, he mumbled out “Professor Aurora Sinistra.”

“Oh Harry, really?” Hermione chided. “That is hardly appropriate.”

“Oh leave him be.” Ron said coming to his defense “I happen to remember you liking a certain professor 2nd year.”

Hermione’s face reddened, being reminded of her childhood crush of Gilderoy Lockhart.

“Oh really now Potter.” Ginny said, clearly annoyed. She only called him by his last name when she was mad at him “What exactly do you like about her?”

“She’s fit.” Harry blurted out, smacking his forehead knowing that just made it worse.

“He has a point.” Blaise chimed in.

“I mean he’s not blind.” Ron also added.

“You’re all pigs.” Pansy stated.

“Oh everyone knows you’ve had a crush on Snape since first year.” Goyle said.

“And you pissed yourself first year.” Pansy seethed.

“Alright, easy Pans.” Draco laughed. “Potter?”

Ignoring Ginny's glare at the side of his head, Harry spun the bottle which landed on Luna

“Don’t worry Luna, I’ll ask you something easy.” Harry assured. Luna gave him her usual airy smile.

“Booooo, that defeats the purpose.” Blaise called out.

“Luna, what’s your favorite thing in Hogwarts?” Harry asked innocuously.

“Oh that’s easy.” Luna said. “Neville’s cock.”

The room went completely silent.

Neville, the poor boy went redder than the Weasley family’s hair, while Luna just smiled her usual smile at everyone.

“His cock?” Daphne repeated.

“Yes.” Luna said simply.

“What do you like about it?” Pansy queried, leaning forward in interest. Neville was doing his best to sink into the floor

“Well, it’s quite large. It does stretch me ever so nicely. And it had such a lively curve to the left” Luna said dreamily.

Draco hated that he knew that that was a fact. Hermione’s face was absolutely mortified at how easily Luna spoke of Neville’s privates.

“Well how big is it?” Astoria asked, her interest piqued as well.

“Oh, I never measured it. But it’s as big as my wand!” Luna said. She pulled out her wand, which measured at Nine and a quarter inches.

“Well, it seems Longbottom isn’t a proper name for you.” Blaise commented. “It should be Long Co-”

“Can we please stop talking about Neville’s junk.” Ron goraned. “I mean, good on you mate, but I don’t want to hear about your dick.”

Neville was grateful that Ron took a bit of attention off of him, and Luna spun the bottle. Ironically the next contestant in this game was Weasley himself.

“Ronald… Do you have a crush on anyone?” Luna asked. Ron’s face pinked a bit, and he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Erm...yes.” He said, eyes looking at the carpet.

“Oh, let’s not stop there.” Blaise said with a shit eating grin. “Are they in the room right now?”

“Yes.” Ron gritted out.

Hermione was getting worried. She had long suspected that Ron had a crush on her. She had a crush on him from fourth to sixth year. She realized though that they wouldn’t have worked out. But now Ron was being put on the spot, where he couldn’t lie. This was going to be so uncomfortable. Draco seemed to sense this too, as he was glaring daggers at the male Weasley

“Well, don’t leave us waiting.” Blaise continued “Who is it?”

‘Here it comes.’ Hermione thought, closing her eyes.

“Pansy.” Ron answered, screwing his eyes closed.

“Pansy?” Hermione asked in complete shock.

“Pansy?” Draco asked with a laugh.

“Pansy?” Crabbe and Goyle asked, as if they were missing something.

“Me?” Pansy finally asked, eyebrows raised to the bangs of her bob. “Really?”

Her voice wasn’t her usual snide or haughty tone. Ron put his face in his hands, trying to hide himself.

“Yes, really.” He admitted. “God I knew this game was a bad idea.” He groaned.

“Well who would have guessed that a lion had a little venom in him.” Blaise chortled.

“Fuck off.” Ron snapped.

“Ron, How come I never knew about this?” Harry said, almost a bit disappointed

“Because you would have called me crazy if I told you.”

“I-...Yeah, you have me there.”

“What do you like about me?” Pansy suddenly asked. Ron lifted his head from his hands and looked at her.

“Are you kidding?” He asked. “You’re the sexiest girl in the school.”

Pansy’s eyebrows shot up again, but with a small smile on her face.

“Oh? By all means, elaborate.” Pansy insisted..

“Y-you’re tits, they’re just...PERFECT.” Ron groaned. “Not too big, and not too small, Like they’d fit perfectly in my hands.”

Pansy looked down at her chest, pushing her breast together with her shoulders a bit, and smiled.

“And you arse- Sometimes I can’t help but stare when you bend over in potions. I don’t know how Snape lets you get away with such short skirts, but bless him for it. I have to keep myself from reaching out and spanking it.”

“Ron really, that’s just-” Ginny started.

“No, no. Let him finish.” Pansy insisted. “Keep going.”

“And your voice.” Ron breathed out. “I always what it would sound like saying my name AndOhGodSomeoneGetMeADrinkAndShutMeUpPlease!”

Pansy accioed a fresh bottle of firewhiskey. She stood from her seated position, crossed the circle, and plopped herself down right in the redhead's lap. Ron turned pink from his chest to the tip of his ears.

“Here you are Ron.” Pansy purred, making sure to put emphasis on his name. Ron could only garble a response as he took the bottle and took a long swig.

Draco was trying to stop the tears from forming in his eyes from laughter, Harry and Ginny looked completely bewildered, and the Greengrass sisters looked on with a bit of jealousy.

Over the course of the next hour, and 3 more bottles of firewhiskey being passed around, some highlights of the game was when it was revealed that Ginny once ate a handful of worms because Fred and George dared her to, Blaise secretly received a handjob under the the table of the Great Hall in 5th year from Millicent Bulstrode, Crabbe and Goyle can’t sleep unless they’re sharing a bed, and Draco used to want to be a male ballerina when he was a kid.

But the game (and alcohol) worked as intended, with the Slytherins and Gryffindors laughing, joking, and all around enjoying each other's company. Granted, they were all completely pissed off their asses by the 2nd hour of the party. Hermione drank far more than she intended. She wasn’t a light weight by any means, but Firewhiskey is strong stuff, especially the kind Slytherins liked to imbibe. She found her consciousness slipping in and out, with her blinking and realizing that whole minutes had passed. She leaned heavily on Draco to keep her upright, and Draco himself was plastered, his typically pale face having a red glow to it.

Hermione closed her eyes, thinking that she’d just rest them for a moment, but when she opened them next, everything was different.

Much different.

She was on her feet, at the far end of the room. She was leaning against Draco, her back to his chest, as he leaned against one of the far pillars. He was gently running a hand up and down her side. It felt nice.

She looked around the room, and was shocked at the sight.

At some point during her brief blackout, the inhibitions in the room all dropped (Firewhiskey will do that) and all the party-goers were in various positions of undress, tangled around each other.

She looked to the right, at the set of tables for studying in the room. The Greengrass sisters were bent over them, skirts flipped up and panties around their ankles, moaning loudly as Crabbe and Goyle rammed into them from behind. She didn’t know who was with who - the two large Slytherins tended to blend together, but Astoria squealed loudly as her long hair was pulled back, and Daphne had a large set of fingers fish hooking into her mouth, tongue lolling out lewdly

Harry and Ginny were on the carpet. Ginny was on her stomach, and Harry was on top of her, fucking her in the prone position. But it wasn’t just the two of them. Ginny’s head was between Blaise’s open legs, bobbing up and down, his dark colored cock disappearing between her lips with loud wet gags. Both of Blaise’s hands were buried in her hair, guiding the female Weasley up and down his length. Looked like Harry made a new friend.

Neville was fucking Luna missionary on one of the couches, her ankles pointed to the ceiling and holding onto his shoulders for dear life as he pummled her cunt with thrusts hard enough to shake the entire couch.

Ron and Pansy were in a corner, him sitting in a chair as a bottomless Pansy bounced herself on his cock, repeatedly chanting out “Ron”. One of Ron’s hands was latched onto her breasts through her open shirt, while the other reigned down smacks to Pansy’s arse. It must have been going on a while as numerous red handprints crisscrossed on her backside.

“Y-You’re awake.” Draco said, words slurring. Hermione just drunkenly nodded. She squeezed her thighs together, as she continued to watch and listen to the debauchery in the room, the moans, gags, and wet slapping noises.

“I...I think me and you should get out of here.” Draco purred, leaning down next to her ear.

“Merlin, yes.” Hermione gasped out. Draco took her hand, and led her out the room.
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