Hermione twirled the beading on her dress in her hand. Somehow Ginny had convinced her to wear a slinky little black number insisting everyone would be dressed like that at the night spot they were getting ready for. According to Ginny, they were going to get drunk off their arses and dance the night away. While she agreed wholeheartedly to her face, Hermione had snuck a book in her beaded bag just in case the opportunity arose. She'd rather be prepared than not.