Title: Girls Night Out Pairing: H/D (future, implied) Rating:R
The Weird Sisters' latest hit was blasting from the wireless at an ear splitting volume, and the bar at the Leaky Cauldron was crowded. At a table in the corner sat six young witches. They had glasses of firewhiskey and butterbeer in front of them, and they were dressed for a night out. Girls Night Out was a time-honoured tradition, going into its fourth year. It had started when Ginny an Astoria returned to Hogwarts after the war and struck up a friendship over hating the new professor in the combined 6th and 7th year defence class. Hermione and Daphne had joined them over Christmas, and one night during the Easter holidays, Luna and Pansy had tagged along to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks. That had been the first Girls Night Out. They had continued the tradition, even though Harry, Ron, Neville and Draco had thought that they had gone completely mad. Later, when Neville and Ginny got together, and Ron and Astoria started their on/off romance, they reluctantly accepted the tradition. Sometimes Lavender, Hannah, Millicent, Padma and Parvati joined them, but most of the time it was just the six of them; Ginny, Astoria, Hermione, Daphne, Luna and Pansy. Harry and Draco continued to think that it was a plot. Or a curse. Or someone using imperio.
“I've always thought that they just needed to stop being idiots long enough to shag each other!” Hermione said, and licked the butterbeer foam from her lip.
Pansy snorted: “Ha! You've got it all wrong, Granger. They need to shag first, in order to stop being idiots.”
Ginny smirked and clicked her glass against Astoria's, before taking a healthy swig of firewhiskey. “I'm with Pansy on this one,” she said. “The chances of Harry and Draco getting together are slim to none, unless they shag away some of all that tension first.”
“So, the question is: how do we get them together long enough for the sexual tension to be resolved, but without them killing each other in the process?” Astoria summed up the problem.
Luna nodded serenely.
Ginny got a wicked gleam in her eyes, and her face lit up in a smirk. She caught Pansy's eye and leaned towards her. “Polyjuice party,” she said.
Pansy raised an eyebrow and nodded. “That's not a bad idea at all!”
Daphne went to get them another round of firewhiskey. Hermione accio'ed a quill and a scroll of parchment from her beaded bag, and they all huddled closer around the table and began plotting.
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Date: 2012-10-27 04:23 pm (UTC)Pairing: H/D (future, implied)
Rating:R
The Weird Sisters' latest hit was blasting from the wireless at an ear splitting volume, and the bar at the Leaky Cauldron was crowded. At a table in the corner sat six young witches. They had glasses of firewhiskey and butterbeer in front of them, and they were dressed for a night out. Girls Night Out was a time-honoured tradition, going into its fourth year. It had started when Ginny an Astoria returned to Hogwarts after the war and struck up a friendship over hating the new professor in the combined 6th and 7th year defence class. Hermione and Daphne had joined them over Christmas, and one night during the Easter holidays, Luna and Pansy had tagged along to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks. That had been the first Girls Night Out. They had continued the tradition, even though Harry, Ron, Neville and Draco had thought that they had gone completely mad. Later, when Neville and Ginny got together, and Ron and Astoria started their on/off romance, they reluctantly accepted the tradition. Sometimes Lavender, Hannah, Millicent, Padma and Parvati joined them, but most of the time it was just the six of them; Ginny, Astoria, Hermione, Daphne, Luna and Pansy. Harry and Draco continued to think that it was a plot. Or a curse. Or someone using imperio.
“I've always thought that they just needed to stop being idiots long enough to shag each other!” Hermione said, and licked the butterbeer foam from her lip.
Pansy snorted: “Ha! You've got it all wrong, Granger. They need to shag first, in order to stop being idiots.”
Ginny smirked and clicked her glass against Astoria's, before taking a healthy swig of firewhiskey. “I'm with Pansy on this one,” she said. “The chances of Harry and Draco getting together are slim to none, unless they shag away some of all that tension first.”
“So, the question is: how do we get them together long enough for the sexual tension to be resolved, but without them killing each other in the process?” Astoria summed up the problem.
Luna nodded serenely.
Ginny got a wicked gleam in her eyes, and her face lit up in a smirk. She caught Pansy's eye and leaned towards her. “Polyjuice party,” she said.
Pansy raised an eyebrow and nodded. “That's not a bad idea at all!”
Daphne went to get them another round of firewhiskey. Hermione accio'ed a quill and a scroll of parchment from her beaded bag, and they all huddled closer around the table and began plotting.