TW: eating and talking about ice cream, hate on ice cream flavors, drunk teens, kissing, talk about sex, kinks, and all that jam...
(Third person, Hermione POV)
A half tipsy Hermione is walking down the halls of Hogwarts, shoes in her hands and an even more tipsy Ron by her side, laughing.
"That was,,, hilarious!" Hermione manage to get out in between laughs and need for air.
"Especially the part where you,,, said that with your father and,,, and rubberducks!" both Ron and Hermione are dying with laughter at this point.
"Well I do believe thats what he would see in the Mirror Of Erised!"Ron says, loudly.
"Shhhhh Ron you'll wake up the entire castle like this!" Hermione whisper-yells, smile still clear on her face.
"Whoopsie" Ron says, a bit quieter, and he giggles.
They walk up to the eighth year dorms, and part.
"I will stay with Pansy tonight Ron... Blaise said he would bunk with you, so he should be in there..." Hermione says, still smiling at Ron.
"Okay... have a good time then... well, not too good!" he says, laughing a bit, making Hermione blush and giggle again.
"Oh shut it!" she says and playfully punch his shoulder. "This was nice tho... thank you..." she says, and receives a small peck on the chin.
"Night Mione"
"Night Ron"
She can see Ron enter their shared dorm out of the corner of her eye, as she opens the door to Pansys room, not expecting the sight.
A fort of pillows and blankets in the middle of the room, gallions of ice cream on a table next to it, a couple of bottles with White wine and a bowl of popcorn on a different table. Pansy is standing in the middle of this, in her PJ's grin on her face.
"Wanna join?" She says, sitting down and pouring some wine in a glass.
"Sure! Let me just get changed then it's party tiiiiime!" Hermione says, already tipsy.
Hermione goes to the restroom to change, and when she comes back in her grey summer PJ's with Black laces and sit down.
"Wine, sweetie?" Pansy offers, holding out a glass.
"Oh bring it on!"
They sit like that for a while, drinking and chatting randomly, when all of a sudden the door gets slammed open.
"HELLO LADYS!!!!" Draco says, two wine glasses in his hands, Harry following close behind him. "Mind if we join in on the party?" he says, holding out his glass for Pansy to fill.
"Yeah it got kinda boring in our dorm, plus you've got ice cream!" Harry says, grapping a spoon and taking a chocolate-frog-flavoured ice cream.
"Well you can join, plus now we can do a mini truth or dare!" Pansy says, Hermione nodding.
"What a fine idea!" Draco says, handing a filled wine glass to Harry, sipping on his own. "Who wants to start?"
"I will!" Pansy says, tilting her head. "Drrrraco! Truth or dare?" She asks, rolling a bit on the 'r' in 'Draco'.
"Trrruth!" Draco says, copying Pansys rolling.
Pansy pouts a bit, then she lightens up. "Have you and Harry ever had sex?" Her voice sounds manipulative as she asks him, and both Draco and Harry blush.
"N-no..." Draco stutters out.
(Quick A/N: do y'all want me to write there first time together or?)
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