Unofficial Portkey Archive

"So....the interview with Rita wasn't too bad was it?" Hermione asked Harry as their waitress set down her third drink in front of her.

Harry was on his third as well and he casually swirled his drink with his straw. Harry decided to drink like a Muggle tonight and was now sipping on bourbon and coke.....and it was already making him very happy. For some reason Muggle liquor hit him a lot harder, when it was usually the other way around. "Nah, not too bad....you were there, so she behaved."

"Of course I was, I'm not stupid enough to leave you alone with that woman," she said as she leaned down and sipped on her drink that Macey suggested she tried. It was called a Cape Cod...vodka and cranberry juice....and it was REALLY good. "Why she had to bring up our relationship, again is beyhond me. Can't she get it through her thick head that we're just friends?"

He grinned. "Apparently not." Harry could tell Hermione was getting a little tipsy...she was a very cute drunk.

"Guys! Guys!" Ron said he staggered against the table in a drunken stupor, giggling when the table shook, knocking over an empty glass and a few butterbeer bottles. "Ooops...."

"Having fun Ron?" Hermione asked with a chuckle. He was by far the drunkest out of the three of them so far.

"A blast....I'm shakin my tail feather with Jenny...however, Chaz totally just cut in....where's Macey?"

"Off on the dance floor somewhere," Harry said. "Why? Wanna dance with her?"

Ron choked on his drink. "Nooo, don't be stupid.....well, maybe if she asked but..."

"Look out guys, tray full of shots coming through!" Jordan said as he held a tray high up above his head and then placed it in the middle of the table. "We're all doing shots....the whole team, you too Hermione."

"Er....what shot is that?" Hermione asked warily as she eyed the clutter of small glasses filled with clear gold liquid and sliced limes were perched up on the rim. Also, a few salt shakers were on the tray and she wondered what those were fore.

"Ooooo," Macey said as she peered over Ron's shoulder. "Tequila shots! Good choice Jordo!!"

"Of course!" he grinned. "Us Texans know how to drink...let's see if the British can cut it."

"Is that a challenge?" Kelly, his girlfriend asked him.

"Hell yeah it was," he said.

"Hey guys, we're here," Chaz said who was followed by Jenny. "What shot are we taking?"

"Tequila shots supposedly," Harry said as he scooted closer to Hermione so everyone could fit around the table.

"Cool!" Chaz exclaimed who was also a little intoxicated. "Er....What are tequila shots?"

"What you do is," Macey explained as she picked up the salt. "You lick your wrist, sprinkle salt on it, lick the salt off, take the shot then suck the lime....pretty easy."

Everyone's jaw dropped. "You're joking," Harry said stunned. "Texans are nuts!"

"Texans have the most fun," Jordan corrected giving Macey a wink. "However, we're going to twist this up a bit.....we're going to do body shots."

Macey gasped. "Body shots!! No, I don't know about that!"

"Oh, come on chicken," Jordan teased her. "There's an even number here, we all can pair up."

"Are any of you going to tell us what the blazes you're talking about?" Ron asked getting frustrated. "Can't we just take the bloody drink and be done with it!"

"A body shot is different," Jordan explained to him. "Instead of taking it on your wrist..." He pulled Kelly closer and pushed a strand of hair away to expose her neck. "You do it on your partner's neck."

Oooo, I like that idea!"

Harry's stomach dropped. "Wait a minute, if you two haven't realized, you guys are dating....none of us are dating the other."

Jordan rolled her eyes. "It's not that big of a deal," he sighed. "It's not like I'm asking ya'll to mug down with everyone....Chaz, you can pair up with Jenny..."

Chaz blushed, along with Jenny. "Um...okay."

"Ron, you're next to Macey, so you guys pair up and of course Harry you'll pair up with Mione."

"Like bloody hell!" Ron yelled.

"What exactly does that mean?" Harry asked slightly shocked. "...'of course Harry you'll pair up with Mione?' Why wouldn't I be paired up with someone else?"

Macey punched Ron's arm. "What's so bad being paired up with me? huh? Not good enough for you, Weasley?"

"Would you rather I NOT be partnered up with you?" Hermione asked slightly offended.

"Noooo, it's not that...I just...."

"Macey, I have never had any intentions of running my tongue along your neck!"

Jordan all of the sudden put two fingers in his mouth and blew loudly. "Geez....will you four cut it out....it's just a shot! Stop making such a big deal about it."

Harry and Ron both blushed in embarrassment. "Fine," they both muttered.

"Look, if you guys are too chicken to go through with it, just do it on your wrists..."

"We're not chickens!" they both yelled at the same time.

"Fine...prove it," Jordan said as he handed them their glasses along with the salt shakers. "Guys first..."

"Wait," Harry said before they could start. "Are we all doing it at the same time?"

"That's the plan," Jordan said. "Girls will go next after us."

"All right," Harry said as he scooted his chair closer to Hermione, who was now blushing but thanks to the darken club, Harry didn't know.

"First....lick," Jordan instructed.

Ron awkwardly pulled her hair to the side to reveal her slender neck and tried hard to avoid her eyes as he hesitantly lowered his head. He found himself closing his eyes as the scent of her perfume slammed into him and he had to stop and take a moment to control himself. "You okay Ron?" he heard her say in a sarcastic voice.

"Fine," he whispered softly in her ear and then snaked an arm around her waist and yanked her closer. Maybe this would shut her up. He heard her suck in a deep breath when he had pulled her close and could feel her tremble when he finally ran his tongue up her neck in one long lazy stroke. "YOU okay Macey?" he asked in the same voice as he slowly lifted his head.

"Fine," she whispered back.

Harry had stood up and slightly turned Hermione in her stool so she was facing him. He nestled himself between her legs as he leaned into her, running his fingers through her hair until her neck was exposed to him. Wow...she smelled really good, he thought as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer while nuzzling her neck. He felt her fingers slip through his hair up from the nape of his neck and then fisted strands when he finally used his tongue on her skin.

Off in the distance, Ron heard Jordan instruct them to use the salt next so without leaving Macey's eyes he felt for a salt shaker, quickly trying to get some on her neck so it would give him another excuse to taste her skin again. It was just the hormones, he knew....I mean besides the fact that it was Macey had nothing to do with it. He would enjoy any woman who had skin as soft as she did and a taste that was almost as sweet as honey. He had to fight back a groan when he buried his face in her neck, as he had the pleasure of licking off the salt.

Harry could have sworn Hermione yanked his head down a little when it was time for him to go back to her neck....but he could have imagined it. He took his time on the second round, slowly as each grain of salt melted on his tongue one by one, until finally he had no choice but to pull away and take the shot. The liquid burned down his throat until it settled down in the pit of his stomach and he clenched his teeth together until the feeling went away. "Woah, that's strong!"

Ron's eyes watered as he slammed the glass down on the table. "I gotta hand it to the Muggles, they sure know how to drink."

"I think Chaz and Jenny enjoyed it," Jordan said with a slight chuckle.

They all looked over to see Chaz and Jenny both lip locked in a furious and frantic kiss. "Well, it's about time!" Hermione said with a small laugh.....her nerves were still shaking from the feel of Harry's tongue on her skin.

Chaz pulled a part quickly and mumbled a quick good night before he practically dragged Jenny out in the crowd and out of the club. "Well," Kelly said as she looked at Hermione and Macey. "To us ladies who are still here....we have a shot to return back to the boys."

Macey was still trembling from the after effect of Ron's body shot and by the look of Ron's smug smile towards her...he knew it. She would just have to return the favor and make sure he'd enjoy it as welll...that'll wipe the smile off his face for sure. "Let's do this, ladies," she said stiffly as she leaned closer to Ron.

Hermione gave Harry a playful smile she tugged at his shirt until he was back between her legs. She felt Harry's fingers slip into her hair as she swooped down and swiftly ran her tongue along his neck. She lingered and her eyes fell to his Adam's apple which bobbed up and down and couldn't help but grin triumphantly.

Ron's smile definitely dropped at the first feel of Macey's tongue and his eyes shut tight as he had to use all his will power not to groan. She would not know how much he enjoyed it...he would not give into the satisfaction. He would....his eyes flew open.....Merlin, what did she just do with her tongue?! Some kind of sound escaped him, but he wasn't quite sure what it was, but Macey apparently heard and also knew that it was a sound of pleasure...no doubting that.

When it was time to take the shot, Hermione shot it back fast and winced at the taste. Having pity for her, Harry handed her the lime. "Here this helps."

"Thank you," she croaked as she greedily sucked on the lime.

Harry couldn't help but laugh....well, it was either laugh or groan, but he decided laughing would be the safer way to go. "You got juice on your chin," he said as he casually wiped it off with his thumb and cleaned it off with his own mouth. He could taste a hint of her mixed in with the lime and it made his entire body jolt with shocking pleasure. Oh boy....I'm drunk and horny and the girl who's standing near inches away from me is your Hermione.....great....just great.

"Were you able to get through it okay?" Macey asked Ron as she nibbled on her lime. "I hope you weren't TOO disgusted."

Jordan and Kelly said a quick good night before they left, but neither couple noticed.

"Not at all....you have other talents, besides Quidditch," he told her with a sly grin.

"Who knew huh?" she said with a wink and then tossed her lime in the glass. "I am definitely drunk."

"Me too...I think I see two of you," Ron said and then shuddered. "That's scary, I can barely tolerate one of you."

She slapped his arm. "Oh shush, you know you love me!"

"Guys, you ready to go yet?" Harry asked as he let Hermione rest her tired head on his shoulder. "I think Hermione here is about to pass out."

"No I'm nooot," her voice muffled against his shirt.

"Well, then I'M about to pass out," Harry said with a chuckle as he helped Hermione off the stool. "Let's head back to the flat, Ron you have the emergency portkey?"

"I think I have it," Macey said as she fumbled through her purse until she pulled out an old Muggle credit card. It was used when they were out drinking and all of them were too intoxicate to Apparate. This way, they would all arrive safely back at the house with all body parts in tow. Macey pulled out her wand and activated the card before holding it out and they all grabbed it. Since it was a wizard club, they were free to Apparate wherever they pleased.

They all felt the familiar tug behind their navel and they traveled through a whirl of colors, before all four of them collapsed gracefully on to a bed. "Where did it drop us?" Hermione asked as she pushed slightly at Harry who fell half on top of her. The only thing about the portkey was, you never knew which room it would drop them....one time they all landed by the pool and fell into the water.

"It's my bedroom," Macey finally said when she noticed Ron was on top of her stuffed dog. "You're squishing Lucky, Ron!"

"Sorry," he muttered sleepily as he rolled over. "I think I'm just gonna pass out here."

"Yeah," Harry agreed he sprawled out on his stomach. "Not moving."

"There's no room on this bed," Macey argued as he shoved Ron's heavy dead weight.

Ron flinched and almost fell off the bed, but he grabbed Macey's waist to keep from falling. "Nice try."

Macey wanted to argue, but she felt herself start to pass out. "Guys my bed isn't that big..."

"Hermione's already passed out," Harry muttered in one of her pillows as his arm lay heavily over Hermione's stomach. "We're not going anywhere."

Macey who was sandwiched between Ron and Harry sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'm too drunk to care," she said as she kicked off her shoes and they fell off the bed. Harry and Ron's fell soon after, but since Hermione was passed out, Harry managed to sit up and take off her shoes for her, before collapsing back on the bed.

If anyone had walked in on them it would have been a sight to see. On the far left Ron laid on his side, with his arm still snaked around Macey's waist which he grabbed to prevent himself from falling. One of his legs overlapped Macey's as she herself was on her side facing Ron and she shared a pillow with Ron so their faces were very close. Harry was on his side as well, but his back was up against Macey's and his arm rested comfortably on Hermione's stomach who was lying flat on her back. The bed wasn't very big so they had to be pressed tightly together, like a can of sardines. Soon, sleep overcame them and they were all dead to the world, not even worrying about the hangover that would surely arrive the moment they woke up.