Right now I have no idea where this story is going so bear with me if the story is a bit iffy later on. I hope it won't be though but reviews are always greatly appreciated! This is AU by the way set during their 6th year events in the 6th book do not happen!

Disclaimer: No I don't bloody own Harry Potter, stop rubbing it in...

It was the start of a new year, to be precise the Golden Trio's sixth year at Hogwarts and a party was being held in the Gryffindor Common Room. At this particular time it was not a satisfactory raging party. It was this fact which inspired Fred and George Weasley, who were re-taking their 7th year at Hogwarts by request of their dear angry mum, to sneak alcohol into the party.

'Score, booze!' Yelled Seamus catching sight of the numerous firewhiskey bottles Fred and George were attempting to drag in through the portrait hole.

'Where did you get all that?' said Ron, completely gobsmacked and annoyed at himself for feeling the slightest bit in awe of his elder brothers.

'Magic little bro!' Cried Fred (or was it George) grinning widely at the pleased looking common room.

George turned to the nearest person behind him and whispered conspiritorially, 'actually we just asked the house elves in the kitchen for booze and this is what we got!'

He realised, however, too late that the nearest person happened to be one Hermione Granger who was fixing the twins with a stare uncannily like those their mother gave them. At the mention of house elves however Hermione turned an even deeper shade of purple and George wouldn't have been surprised if steam had suddenly shot out of her ears.

'Err...what I meant was...err,' George hastily tried to correct his faux-pas and turned to Fred for help who had noticed the exchange going on behind him. Fred, however, merely looked at Hermione and gave George a look of panic.

'How do you think you're going to get away with this?' Hermione cried, 'you're giving alcohol to underage wizards no less! This is the start of term, we should be getting a good night's sleep not getting completely wasted, this is not...' she was interrupted here however by Fred, who's mind had fogged over in his panic, shoving a small cup into her hand.

'It's just water,' he said and she missed the look he gave his brother as she was too busy inspecting the clear liquid. Fred continued 'just to err calm you...err make you sleep well!' He finished lamely

Hermione sniffed but drank the glass down anyway forgetting that it was Fred Weasley who had given her the drink in her anger. As soon as the liquid touched her throat she knew it was definetely not water. It was too late however and she could feel the alcohol burning as it rushed down her throat. Having not ever drunk alcohol before it went straight to her head and the room started spinning.

She glared at the twins and yelled, 'what the hell have you poisoned me with?!'

The twins exchanged glances confirming that this was the time when they should run and hide. They quickly slunk away leaving Hermione who was desperately trying to start the room spinning. Somehow the solution slipped into her fuzzy mind and she realised that she had to cancel the effects out by drinking more. Pleased with herself for figuring this out she walked over to the table where all the booze in it's glory was and quickly downed another shot of some alcoholic substance. This didn't seem to help however so she downed another hoping that something would happen soon.

Something did, the room stopped spinning but now her head was pounding and she was seeing two of everything.

'Woah there Hermione you might want to slow down there a bit' came a voice from near her. She squinted at the blob trying to find the source of the voice and managed to see glasses and jet black hair among all the fuzz.

'Harry? Why you on the ceiling...hehehe' she slurred not realising she was lying down looking up at Harry.

Harry grinned at Hermione who was now trying to get up and failing miserably each time.

'Hey guys,' yelled Harry, 'check this out! Hermione's pissed!' (to all those non-British folk out there read drunk)

The whole common room fell silent at this statement and stared in shock as Hermione tried again to get up and this time admitted defeat by lolling her head on the floor and softly singing to herself. The silence was suddenly replaced by and uproar of laughter as they looked on at the know-it-all bookworm intoxicated on the floor.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of Hermione's face and she blinked trying to make it go away. There was no such luck however so she merely put her hand in it and suddenly she felt herself being pulled upright.

'I can't believe you're like this after one shot Hermione' came the incredulous voice of one of the Weasley twins.

'Didn't haf one...had two more 'cause I thought would cancel effectsh of firsht one that you gave me' she said this in a slurred voice pointing at the twin accusingly.

He (who was Fred by the way) stared at her and then laughed loudly drawing attention from a few onlookers.

'Are you serious, you thought more alcohol would make you better?' He continued laughing hysterically while Hermione watched, confused.

'Bloody Weashleys' she whispered to herself

Fred suddenly grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her into the centre of the room and declared loudly 'right, hop to it people, we're going to play Truth or Dare'

A few people looked confused at this statement but anyone who knew anything about muggles laughed and joined Fred in the centre of the room.

They sat in a circle and Fred said 'right I'll go first. Harry Potter, truth or dare?'

Harry blushed at being the first one but said 'truth'

Fred grinned wickedly and said 'okay then what's the craziest thing you've done while drunk?'

Harry gaped and his cheeks immediately became a fiery red, 'err I...err,' he stuttered, 'I err...kissedaboy'

Nearly everyone gasped at this shocking revelation and Harry bowed his head, embarrassed.

Fred and George however exchanged looks and grinned before Fred asked again 'oooh who was it? Anyone we know?'

Everyone looked around the circle trying to see another face that might be bright as red as Harry's but Harry said 'not fair you can't ask that, you've already asked me a question!'

Everyone continued to stare at him though and felt himself start to buckle under the pressue, 'alright enough already you've broken me' he cried dramatically before he added almost anti-climatically 'Seamus'

All eyes turned to the Irish boy who's face had now gone a deep red. He took it well though under the circumstances and just chuckled.

It was Harry's turn and he felt like being really mean to cover his previous embarrassment, he looked around the circle and spotted a likely candidate.

'Hermione, truth or dare?'

Well that's all for now folks. Actually I'll probably write another chapter now. Don't worry the Draco/Hermione stuff will start soon...REVIEW pretty please with Draco Malfoy on top!