Title: Let's Not Do This Again
Rating: PG-13? T? Idk
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Hinny, hints of: Romione, Deamus.
Warning: Mentions of alcoholic beverages, swearing, gendered slur
Summary: Modern AU where Harry and Ginny get drunk and wander off to random stores
Notes: Idea from the "HELL YES I'M A SLUT FOR DORRITOS" text post. I'm too lazy to link it sorry. Pretty lazy writing tbh sorry. I also have a phanfic in another separate book if anyone wants that.

Harry knew they shouldn't have drank that much vodka. He wanted to stop, but Ginny had been fiercely yelling "SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!" Harry had gotten caught under pressure. Adult life was getting to him anyway, Auror Training was getting tiring and he just needed to have some fun.

However, he didn't realize the consequences. They woke up in the middle of a street with Ginny's head on his shoulder.

"Ginny..." Harry said softly.

"Mmm...two more minutes, please" Ginny mumbled.

"Ginny, babe, we're in the middle of the street. I'm apparating us okay?"

"'Kay." And they were at home, on their couch.

The house was a mess, clothes all over the place, bottles lying everywhere, the T.V running. Harry closed his eyes as everything went dark. The last thought he had was 'thank goodness it was summer vacation.'

~Flashback~

"SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!" Ginny yelled as Harry gulped a glass of vodka and sprite, squirming. . Hermione and Ron could be heard doing karaoke, Ron singing Breaking Free with a lot of passion. Harry noticed Seamus pinned against the wall by Dean and smiled at the thought of his friends finally finding eachother.

Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to dance. Harry tried not to fall down, the room spinning around him. Ginny dragged him out of the bar, wildly whispering "I have an idea," and then laughing.

She dragged him into a Walmart, passing an angry looking security guard. She let go of his hand and ran to the clothes aisle, grabbing shirts and scarves, and hats.

"Does this look good one me?" She asked wearing a black and white hat, with a red flower on it. Harry just smiled goofily, admiring his wife.

He was getting quite hungry so he went into the snack aisle. He grabbed a pack of Oreos-they were his favorite, some Maltesers, and a pack of Kit-Kats. He saw some Doritos, but didn't know if Ginny would like them?

"Hey Gin do you want Doritos?" He called out to her.

"HELL YES I'M A SLUT FOR DORITOS!" An employee walked over to them, looking quite angry.

"Excuse me, although our store does offer 24-Hours of services it does not serve intoxicated costumers. No I have to ask you two kids to leave now please."

"Oh yeah? Well call the manager, let's go, I wanna start shit, fight me!" Ginny yelled. Harry wanted to yell "go get 'me babe," but he controlled himself.

"I'm sorry, Ginny babe, let's go." Harry said calmly. His head was beginning to hurt. The employee had walked away.

"No, Harry, I just said I was a slut for Doritos, what's so bad about that? Huh? Doritos are fucking delicious. I want some Doritos!"

"Ginny, we can get them tomorrow. Now let's go." Harry dragged her out, glancing apologetically at the security guard.

~End of Flashback~

"Harry?" Ginny said softly.

"Let's never get drunk again."

"Never."