[OOC: I will RP Sky spinning the wand to start the game off. She will not be going first. Whoever's number is generated will be taking the first turn. Meaning they will get to 'spin the wand', asking ToD. I feel this is only fair, since a number can't be generated with the first post of a new thread, and I shouldn't be able to go first just by default because of that.

So without further ado, let's get this party started!! And may the odds be ever in your favor ]



Hand flashing out in reflex, Skyler easily caught the drink her friend tossed her just as their first guest arrived. Opening the bottle and taking a big gulp, which she choked on, the brunette wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and offered a grin to Hermione. She hadn't ever associated with the older girl outside of prefect meetings, but Skyler got the distinct impression the Gryffindor didn't like her much. She couldn't blame her though could she? Given her name and family connection. Most of the castle steered clear of her these days.

Shrugging it off and shaking her head of those thoughts, Skyler took another drink of her butterbeer. She would not think any of those thoughts again. She wanted to just have fun and be a teenager for a night, and she wanted her friend to enjoy themselves too. The teen perked up immediately when in came her blonde boyfriend, followed closely by Blaise Zabini. She was happy to see them both being playful, and not complete arses. Then again, the other two thirds of Gryffindor's trio had yet to arrive.

Her purple eyes raked over Draco's outfit, and Sky licked her lips in appreciation as she noted the half buttoned shirt, and the ruffled hair. The brunette smirked at that. The blonde had taken to doing his hair like that simply because he knew she liked it that way. It was rather endearing, the lengths he would go to to please her. Even as far as attending a party with his long time rival.

Skyler herself was in a simple pair of dark skinny jeans and a black hoodie with a black t-shirt on underneath that said "First Name Greatest, Last Name Ever" in white lettering, and her wand tucked behind her ear as usual. She preferred to be comfortable for the most part, and didn't wear her robes if she could help it. Ginny had pretty much went the same route as she had, and Sky smirked at the red head when Riley arrived, acting a fool in love and drawing a snicker from the brunette as her red headed friend blushed.

Harry and Ginny's brother Ron arrived next, one after the other, and Skyler grinned widely at Harry when he did, and rolled her eyes in humor when Ginny's brother complained about Draco being there. She watched happily when Ginny bounced over to the two and hugged them both, glad to see that, if nothing else, this party had fixed at least that. After all, that had been the entire reason for it anyways. Well, that and to have fun of course. Her purple eyes caught Silas slinking in, keeping under the radar. She had to roll her eyes at that. The brunette knew she should apologize for losing her temper and hexing him, but maybe not yet. At least, not right then.

Skyler stood back as Ginny explained the drinking rules, giving the floor over to her when it came to all the technical crap. The brunette gave her friend a look that clearly said 'gee thanks' as sarcastically as possible. Nevertheless, the teen explained how the game would work in more detail, and again stressed that the would put their differences aside in preference to having some fun. Her glare at Draco and Harry clearly said she wouldn't be at all happy with the two if they ruined her's and Ginny's party with some ridiculous testosterone driven fight. It was the look in the violet eyes that said they would pay dearly for it if they did. That being clear, she then took Ginny's wand and spun it on the ground to see who would be starting the game off. It was the only fair way to do it. She downed her the rest of her drink as she waited for the wand to stop spinning, bouncing on her toes, eyes bright with anticipation as the wand finally came to a stop, pointing directly at.....

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Everyone started showing up, and almost immediately after her came in Draco Malfoy. Hermione regarded him warily, feeling uncomfortable in the midst of three snakes. Ginny, on the other hand, looked like she couldn't stop grinning. So did Riddle. The Slytherin fifth year was practically bouncing on her feet in what Hermione could only say was excitement. This, like nothing else, had Hermione completely flabbergasted. Slytherins did not act like that. They just didn't.

Just for something to do, Gryffindor's pride and joy witch grabbed a bottle of butterbeer just as Riley Caldwell entered behind the Slytherin males, and even Hermione had to laugh at his antics. Even if she did roll her eyes. Looking to a blushing Ginny, the bushy haired Gryffindor could tell that was one train that was full speed ahead and not stopping anytime soon. It was good to see, even if she were a bit jealous of it.

When Harry arrived she sighed in relief, a brilliant smile lighting up her face. Thank Merlin! She notice him wave at all three of the girls, including Riddle, and also how he flipped Malfoy off in a way that the Slytherin princess wouldn't see. Was Harry so afraid of the younger witch? Hermione's chocolate brown eyes narrowed in both suspicion and disapproval at Harry's action, but in came Ron, groaning about Malfoy being there, and Hermione was too happy to have both her boy's being there to really lecture Harry on it.

She was tempted to take her place among the other two lions in the room as she watched Silas Lestrange enter without bringing attention to himself, but ultimately decided to stay with the other two girls. She bit her lip as first Ginny, then Riddle explained what game they would be playing and how it would be played. Of all the games to have chosen, truth or dare. Somehow this didn't spell out fun to Hermione, who guarded her secret closely and kept it secret for a reason.

The Gryffindor had to smile n both approval and grudging respect when Riddle sent both Harry and Malfoy a glare that could rival hers own, effectively putting both boy's in place. The younger witch seemed to know that if those two behaved, the rest would fall in line, and she didn't seem to hesitate in giving each boy a threatening look if they ruined the party with their rivalry. Hermione hid her giggles behind her hand, brown eyes bright in amusement as she imagined the looks on both boy's faces. Harry would probably look like a fish out of water, while Malfoy would probably look mutinous. Whatever they did look like, Riddle didn't seem to care as she went on with it and spun the wand to find who would go first.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath as Ginny's wand continued to spin and spin until finally slowing and coming to a stop pointing directly at Hermione. The Gryffindor witch could feel all eyes on her as she took the wand and with a nice flick of her wrist sent it spinning again, not believing they were playing something so juvenile. But there was a nervous and excited feeling building up inside her and she took a drink of her butterbeer when it came to a stop.

Smiling, she asked her victim, "Truth or Dare?"

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Harry smiled heartily as his best mate join him, armed with a butterbeer and a witty remark, just like so many times before. If the redhead was up to making jokes about hanging out with the Slytherins, he was making progress. Harry would have him seeing that Skyler was a great person and that the sorting didn’t matter as much as they had thought in no time. Then they could all get together and kill Malfoy while his girlfriend wasn’t looking.

Before he could say anything to Ron, though, Ginny had crashed into him and hugged him tightly. Harry hugged her back, though he was a little confused. Since when was the younger Gryffindor this touchy feely?

Before he could figure it out, she was back up at the front and explaining the game. Since he had never had friends before Hogwarts and had never been the party kind here, he had to stop and listen very carefully to make sure he understood what was going on. The more the spitfire said, the worse an idea this seemed to Harry. There were a lot of people in the room that would have reason to ask Harry things he really didn’t want to answer or to assign him an impossible dare just to see him fail. Added to that, he really didn’t like any time a magical device was forcing him to tell the truth. Harry was very comfortable in his ability to lie his way out of situations.

Then Sky had said her piece and spun the wand and Harry held his breath, not wanting anything to do with the start of the game. He let out a sigh when it landed on Hermione and didn’t even have time to get nervous before she spun it again and landed on…

Him. Of course it did. Well, if he had to immediately be at someone’s mercy, Hermione was probably the safest choice in the room. “Okay, let’s get this party started,” he said, striding across the room to grab one of the bottles of firewhiskey and twist it open. “Truth,” he said, taking a swig from the bottle. His eyes watered, but the warm sensation moving down his throat and into his gut was rather pleasant. He set the bottle down and looked at Hermione, hoping she would be smart enough to go easy on him when he was forced to tell only the truth.

The wand had landed on Harry, and she had to say he didn't look pleased as much as he did resigned. Like her, he seemed to be rethinking coming to this party at all. Hermione couldn't deny the excitement now flowing freely through her body unchecked and it showed in those chocolate brown eyes as she watched her best friend stroll forward and choose truth and take a gulp of firewhiskey.

Hermione visibly flinched, not one who enjoyed the burning sensation of the drink when it went down her throat, and considered what to ask him. There wasn't much she didn't already know about Harry though, that was the problem. If he had picked dare then she would've been prepared. The only thing she could think of to ask was..

"How often do you wank?"

The bushy haired Gryffindor turned a bright red and clapped her free hand over her mouth and her brown eyes went wide with horror and disbelief. She hadn't meant to say it out loud but it looked like since she had blurted that she couldn't change her question. She tried to look apologetic through her humiliation as snickers filled the room.

Harry would have picked dare if it had been almost anyone else who spun for him or if he had gone at any other point in the game, but he thought that to kick things off this was a safe enough choice. He didn't start to get worried until he saw the wheels of Hermione's mind turning and realized she seemed to really be putting thought into what she would ask him.

“Hermione!” he gasped out in shock. Whatever he had been expecting from her, that wasn’t it. His face blanched and he clutched for the bottle he had set down, taking a three or four shot swig before he put it back down. That was a terrible idea according to Fred’s advice, but he doubted that Fred’s advice took into account his second oldest friend asking him how often he played with his firebolt.

As the liquid settled into his stomach and the alcohol hit his bloodstream he calmed down a little bit. A glance around the room told him that things were not as bad as they could be. He was honestly surprised that he and Ron hadn’t joked about this in the past, so him hearing didn’t hurt. He didn’t honestly care what Silas and Zabini thought of him and they didn’t ever really bother him, so that was fine too. It would provide Malfoy ammunition, but so did everything else, and surely it would balance out later. If Riley said anything to him, he would just knock his head off for touching Ginny or something.

That left the witches. Hermione asked, so obviously she wouldn’t be bothered by the information. A still sober Harry might take the time to wonder why his friend had wanted this particular information out of every secret or embarrassing thing she could have asked, but thankfully several shots of firewhiskey tended to go straight to your head when you weren’t a drinker so the thought never crossed his mind. He really didn’t want Ginny or Skyler to hear this, but neither one of them was likely to use it against him.

“Okay,” he said, eyes on the wand with the truth detector in it, “usually I play with my broomstick once-“ the wand started to change colors and take on a pink hue, as if it knew he was on the verge of telling a lie- “okay, twice a day; usually before classes in the morning and then before bed at night.” He looked around the room as if challenging anyone to make fun of him, spinning the wand without even looking down at it. “Truth or dare?” he asked, the hint of a challenge still in his voice.

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It was strange to see a room full of mostly Slytherins and Gryffindors without any real fighting going on, but Draco supposed it was because their hosts were of the two houses and obviously got along. That and they all were rather eager to get to the game. He’d jabbed Blaise in the ribs for his ‘hangover’ comment and rolled his eyes at the idiot Ravenclaw who apparently had a heart problem.

Potter’s little stunt as he entered had the blonde laughing as he realized that they were really rather alike and he might not mind if his girlfriend managed to make them a bit more friendly toward each other. Soon the rules were explained and it was time to begin as Draco snatched one of the other bottles and took a double shot while the wand spun. He shot a look at the room as if daring them to tell him he wasn’t supposed to drink the whiskey without taking a truth or whatever, then set it down and nearly choked on the liquid as Granger questioned Potter.

Merlin! He didn’t realize the girl had that kind of question in her! He was impressed with Potter’s apparent drinking ability and the way he kept from looking all embarrassed or whatever when he finally did answer. A smirk and a nod were all he gave the boy, which really should come as a bit of a shock since that was basically the Slytherin Prince giving his approval to the Boy Wonder.

Potter spun the wand then and Draco actually laughed as it pointed at him. ”Oh bloody brilliant. Weaselette, I think your wand has it out for me,” he grumbled with a slight grin, showing it was a good natured sort of grumbling. ”Alright then, Potter. Show me what you’re made of. Dare.”

Harry’s eyes fell on to Draco when the blond spoke and his face immediately transformed into a grin. Apparently he was getting a reward for taking the first hit after all. This was going to be a special kind of fun that made showing up tonight entirely worth it.

“Alright, Ferret boy,” he said, the grin carrying all the way into his voice. “Let’s make this fun then.” A dozen different ideas chased each other through his head, but the majority of them would either do Malfoy serious harm or would cause Skyler to beat the crap out of him, and he didn’t really want either of those. He also wanted to vaguely to get Hermione back. He had expected her to go easy on him, and he was fairly sure that asking him a question that he had to be drunk to answer didn’t count as going easy on him.

Finally it occurred to him. “I dare you,” he began slowly and carefully, “to go to second base with,” his eyes scanned the room painstakingly, as if he hadn’t already decided, “Hermione. While all of us watch you and egg you on if we choose.”

Draco was pretty sure his eyes about popped out of his head at Potter’s words. There was definitely a good chance that Granger would murder him for this, but Draco Malfoy did not back down from a dare. He looked over at his girlfriend and shrugged, wondering if she’d be upset by the situation. After all, second base meant he’d be up the Golden Girl’s shirt and possibly doing a bit of heavy petting through those pants of hers as well.

With a smirk plastered on his face, the blonde sauntered over to the bushy-haired brunette and wiggled his brows. ”Whatever you say, Scarhead,” he growled, pulling Hermione up to him and pressing his mouth over hers, smothering any attempted arguments she might have for the whole situation. Draco personally thought the muggleborn needed a good snogging to help her lighten up anyway, and she wasn’t all that bad looking. Hell, if she tried a little she might even be hot. As it was, he ignored her unruly hair and know-it-all attitude and instead focused on the body which was decidedly female.

The Slytherin slipped his tongue into her mouth, reaching one hand back to flip off Potter as he slid his other hand around Granger’s hips. He played with the hem of her shirt and nipped at her bottom lip before slipping his hand beneath the fabric and drawing soft circles around her navel, lips traveling to along her jaw dropping little kisses on his way to her ear.

”Relax, Granger,” he whispered huskily, fingers trailing up toward her bra-clad breasts as he pressed his groin against her abdomen, obvious arousal pressing against her without any shyness. The height difference was frustrating since he couldn’t rub his pelvis against hers, but he didn’t let that bother him too much. Instead, he kept whispering in her ear as he touched her pebbled nipple through the bra. ”Just give in and enjoy it. It’s not like anyone is going to hold this party against anyone else, right?” With that, he dipped his head and sucked on her neck while his hand shifted the bra aside, pinching and caressing her sensitive peak while his other hand wrapped around her back and grabbed her arse.

Draco nipped at her neck once more as he let his fingers slide between her legs for a moment before breaking all contact with her and slinking away, a satisfied smirk on his face even as he sat back down with very tented trousers. ”Alright, now that that’s done,” he started, grey eyes glinting with desire as he stared at his girlfriend and set the wand spinning. ”Truth or Dare?”

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So far things seemed to be going smoothly so far, and Granger's question to Harry had been shocking, to say the least. Skyler had to stifle her laughter at Harry's reaction, but she was glad to see he seemed to take it all with a grain of salt. Though why Granger wanted to know how often he wanked led to new and more interesting questions that the brunette hoped she got a chance to force the truth from the other girl's mouth sometime throughout the night. Of course, things just couldn't go that smoothly.

The teen knew as soon as the wand landed on her boyfriend things were about to get difficult. Call it intuition, but the grin Harry sported didn't seem very promising for smooth sailing. Skyler was only proved right when he dared the blonde to go to second base with the Gryffindor princess. Needless to say, Sky's mouth dropped in surprise, and her purple eyes narrowed on first her friend, then her boyfriend as he shrugged and made his way towards the girl in question. There was no mistaking the anger flaring up inside of herself. If there was one thing she shared in common with the rest of the snakes, it was that she did not like to share.

The only thing that kept the brunette from grabbing her wand was Ginny's hand on her wrist, and Sky had to take a deep breath to calm herself. It was ok. It was just for fun, and it was a dare. Draco had to follow through with it, and he wouldn't enjoy it. That's what she told herself. Skyler should've known better than to actually watch the show. Call her a masochist, but it was like watching a train wreck. She just couldn't not look.

It hit her in probably the worst way because it wouldn't be long before she would have to pretend to break up with the boy, and watch from afar as he pretended to date someone else. Was this what she would be seeing in the very near future? Forced to watch him put his hands on some irreverent girl and like it? Harry could not have known how much his little practical joke would hurt her, or that it would hit very close to the chest. But Draco..there was no excuse she could give to the blonde for getting aroused for anyone but herself.

The pain was crippling, but the brunette reminded herself there were others watching, and she quickly and skillfully his it behind a brilliant blank mask until it was over. Watching the blonde walk back to his originally place and noticing the tent in his pants made her eyes blaze with anger. Skyler did little more than glare back at him when he looked at her with desire. Not bloody likely. She snorted to herself.

When he spun the wand only to have it land back on himself, a very dangerous smirk curled her lips. Now, Skyler was thankful for the hand that had restrained her from reaching her wand. Oh revenge would be sweet. The brunette would've allowed Ginny to explain this rule, but Sky wanted to let Malfoy know just how much he had just screwed himself. "What an unexpected, yet welcome, surprise. Something we might have left out in the beginning. Should you spin the wand and it land back on you," she paused for dramatic effect, eyes glinting dangerously at her boyfriend, "then the hostess, or hostesses in this case, get to dare you. You do not get the option for a truth."

Sky allowed that to sink in for a moment, and then added on, "But after your dare, you get to spin again." Without another glance, the teen turned to Ginny and the two put their heads together, speaking in whispers so the others would not hear what they were planning. Ginny seemed to think Sky deserved free reign on this one, since it was her boyfriend, and the brunette couldn't have agreed more. Breaking their little huddle, she leaned her weight casually on foot, cocking her hip and tilting her head, that same smirk gracing her features. "We dare you to go to second base with Harry." She didn't look at all sorry for her dare. Oh, revenge could be sweet, and since Malfoy seemed to want her help with his erection, she felt particularly obliged to give it. In a round about way of course.

The coldness in his girlfriend’s eyes made Draco’s erection deflate a bit, and he let out a slight whimper as she explained what was going to happen now. She was obviously pissed at him, and she had full control of what he had to do next. Plus, it wasn’t like he could back out of whatever dare she gave him. He was sure whatever consequence there was for backing out was horrible and degrading and plus he had to prove he had balls enough to do anything he was dared to do, right? Right. At least that was what he told himself until the damned dare was out of his girlfriend’s mouth.

”You what?” he growled, tent almost completely gone by this point. It wasn’t so much that getting hot and heavy with a guy was a turn-off for him, but Draco kept that side of himself a rather large secret. He wasn’t sure how he could hide his tendency toward both sexes when he was about to go to second base with the Chosen One and prove he could please a guy just as well as a woman. He figured it would be easier to just prove himself superior if he was going to out himself so that there was nothing negative anyone could logically say about it.

Growling and shooting an icy glare at Skyler and the giggling Weaselette, Draco stood again and grabbed the bottle he’d opened earlier. ”Fine, but I’m going to need some of this.” He took a few pulls and then shoved the bottle at the raven-haired boy, instructing him to do the same. ”Liquid courage, Potter.” Once the boy had done as instructed, Draco leaned in and whispered into his ear so no one else could hear. ”There are certain natural reactions to sexual acts, Potter. If you even think of saying anything or hurting me I swear to Salazar I will take your bollocks and shove them up your arse. You got me?”

He leaned back with a satisfied smirk on his face, then looked over at his girlfriend before grabbing Potter’s shoulders and pulling the boy into him. It was now or never, and Draco felt he had something to prove, so he locked his lips to Potter’s and thrust his tongue into the boy’s mouth before he could put up any fight, running his pale fingers through Potter’s unruly hair and pulling just hard enough to sting a little. He was always rougher with a guy than he was with a girl. Felt the need to show real dominance when testosterone was involved.

Draco shoved his knee between the other boy’s legs, pushing Potter backwards a few feet until they were up against the nearby wall. He groaned into the Gryffindor’s mouth but he was sure the other boy was the only one who heard it, using his teeth to tug at the boy’s lips in a way that bordered deliciously between pleasure and pain. He slid his hands beneath the boy’s shirt and pulled it roughly over Harry’s head, throwing the crimson rag aside and leaning his head down to the boy’s chest to bite at his rosy nipples.

Meanwhile, his knee was gently rubbing against the boy’s crotch in a way that would be impossible to resist. He would definitely have Harry all worked up by the end of this, especially when he reached down and touched the boy’s pants-clad member. ”Feeling a bit confused yet, Potter?” he growled in the boy’s ear, nipping at his lips once more before pulling away and leaving Potter against the wall.

”There, now will someone else please choose truth or bloody dare?” he snapped, pale face lightly tinged pink from the stimulation of both dares he’d just acted out.

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Rules, rules, rules. He didn't like rules much, one reason he was shite at being a prefect. He rarely abided by them himself much less enforced them. But the badge was a nice touch to his uniform, if nothing else. It was nice to see Silas out for once and Riley made a mental note ask him about his boathouse experience with Evangeline. Maybe in front of everyone if he got the chance.

The game started and he got himself a drink while everyone got into the game. He laughed heartily at Granger's question for Potter's truth. Now everyone's exactly when the chosen one wanked. Now it was just a question of who he wanked to. Riley's eyes shifted to his little ginger for a moment but was quickly sidetracked when the wand landed on Malfoy. Here comes the bloodbath, he thought in anticipation, crooked grin widening on his face.

He was shocked with the outcome and he didn't think anyone in the room wasn't. Harry Potter had dared Draco Malfoy to snog and more to one of his best friends and Malfoy complied with much gusto. Merlin's saggy balls! Riley sure was glad he wasn't Malfoy because Riddle looked like she was going to chop his manhood off and shove it down his throat.

When it looked like the girl might actually get even with her man he went and turned the tables on her again. Riley had choked on his drink when she had said his dare was to pretty much do the same thing he had just done but with Potter. Grimacing Riley thought the slytherin ice prince would be just as disgusted as he was but boy had he been wrong. Malfoy did the exact same thing to Potter he had to Granger with no less enthusiasm or like it seemed. It made Riley wonder which team the other guy really batted for because he seemed really into it. Either that or Riddle was lacking sexually speaking and had turn the bloke from witches altogether. Then that wand was spinning again and landed on him and suddenly he wasn't so sure he wanted to play in the big leagues with this lot. But Riley wasn't going to back out and he was up for some fun unless it led to him having to face the little ginger looking as angry as Riddle did. Swaggering up and grabbing the fire whiskey he chugged a drink. "Truth."

The blonde rolled his eyes at the Ravenclaw and resisted the urge to call him a chicken. So far he’d already managed to piss off his girlfriend to an extent that he was pretty sure she might truly break up with him, and he’d probably lost any respect he had from anyone else in the room. That was if they had any for him in the first place. Perhaps it wasn’t so crazy of Caldwell to be a bit cautious with his choice. After all, things were only going to shit for Draco. Maybe he should have just chosen truth in the first place.

Shaking his head, the Slytherin brought himself back to the moment and pointedly ignored Granger who seemed to be fighting back the urge to vomit or get completely wasted. He looked the boy up and down and thought of a decent question that might actually not hurt anyone in the room. Sure, it might not be in his nature to avoid doing harm, but Draco felt like they all needed a bit of a lighter round at the moment.

”Alright, birdbrain,” he smirked. ”If you had to shag one of these professors, which would it be? McGonagall, Snape, or Trelawney?”

That wasn't so bad. Riley had expected something a little worse but hey he would take his blessings. Not that he had much to hide to begin with, but a lot of this was getting pretty personal. It felt like the tension in the air had gone down a notch and he had a feeling that was Malfoy's intention.

He flashed his crooked grin around the room and took another swig of his drink. "I'm tempted to say Snape after your display with Potter, but I'm going to go with Trelawney. She might not be so bad looking underneath all those clothes and I'm not sure McGonnagall can get the old slip and slide working still."

He hoped that brought a few laughs out and if not then tough crowd. He stepped forward to spin the wand and rubbed his hands together as it spun on the ground and landed on his victim. "Truth or dare"? He asked excitedly. Please pick dare, please pick dare, he thought in his head.

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She was a little confused by the display so far in all honesty. First Hermione felt the need to find out about Harry’s masturbation habits, which Ginny definitely did not need to know about, and then Harry dared Malfoy to make some moves on Hermione? That was unexpected. What came next was even worse and she had to hold Sky back from killing her boyfriend as he proceeded to take their little dare to new levels and actually left Harry a somewhat drunken mess against the wall. Well then.

Ginny had to shake off a bit of a blush as she realized just how much that boy on boy action had affected her. She downed the rest of her butterbeer and cracked another open while Malfoy gave her boyfriend a truth to answer, then promptly spat a mouthful of the amber liquid across the room toward said boyfriend when he mentioned McGonagall’s ‘slip and slide’. ”Gross mental pictures! Ugh!”

The wand spun and the redhead groaned slightly when it landed on her. She was pretty sure her boyfriend would get her into some sort of trouble with her brother, if not all of the other Lions, but she’d be damned if she didn’t take a dare. After all, she was trying to fill the twins’ footsteps, right? ”Alright, hotstuff,” she purred, pushing her thick red hair behind her shoulders as she leaned in toward Riley. ”Give me your best dare.”

Her eyes were alight with a daring fire as she looked at the Ravenclaw in challenge. They said that he had best not hold back. He knew better, after all. If he did try and go easy on her, she’d beat him up. Nobody wanted to get beaten up by Ginny Weasley…

Haha! She did. She picked dare. He grinned his best crooked dare as his girl leaned in close to him and he was tempted to give her the kiss she was asking for but he restrained himself. Better to not get ahead of himself with all the emotions running high in the room.

Riley chuckled at her when she choked on her drink at his response to Malfoy's question and he was tempted to dare her to skinny dip in the bathtub. Oh if only there weren't so many blokes present. He was sure he might get a beating from her brother too if he did that but it might have been worth it. His little ginger would have done it he was sure. Instead he said "I dare you to snog Riddle." This was something he knew all the blokes present would appreciate and as long as she wasn't snugging some other bloke he was cool with it. Who didn't want to see two hot witches snogging? It wasn't like the chance came up every day and definitely not with these two witches.

The dare was stated and Ginny rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, but couldn’t hide the grin on her face. Perhaps Malfoy wasn’t the only one with a little secret, but she’d never tell. Unless she was trothed into it, but she didn’t really intend to pick truth, so that shouldn’t really be an issue. The redhead smirked at the dashing Ravenclaw and stuck her tongue out slightly at him, turning and giving Sky a crooked smile.

”Alright then. Let’s show these boys how to properly snog then,” she said with mischief dancing in her eyes. The youngest Weasley was sure her brother might die from the show she was about to put on, but she didn’t much care. This was all for Riley, and she was determined to give him the bluest balls he’d ever experienced in his life. Served him right for not even giving her a kiss yet tonight.

Ginny leaned in and slowly gave Sky a light kiss, reaching out and stroking her upper arm with soft fingers. She was much more possessive when she kissed Riley, but with her friend, she wanted to be gentle and sweet. She wanted this to be like some kind of dessert. Savored. She knew her friend was having a hard time dealing with what Draco had done so far, and so she was determined to take the brunette’s mind off of it.

The redhead let her eyes flutter shut as she slid her tongue out to lick at the girl’s soft lips, begging entrance and gasping slightly when she was granted it. Crawling into the Slytherin’s lap, Ginny straddled her friend and deepened their kiss. One hand held the girl’s chin up while Ginny’s face was above her and the other held her slender hip. This was definitely turning Ginny on. Sky was bloody gorgeous, and Ginny wasn’t about to deny that. Plus, it wasn’t often that she indulged in such gentle, sweet snogs.

Slowly, Ginny ended the kiss with a light peck and let her eyes flutter open, looking down into the purple gaze of the girl who was quickly becoming her best friend. ”It wasn’t too bad, was it?” she asked huskily, waiting just a moment longer than probably proper to remove herself from Skyler’s lap. She cleared her throat and grabbed some whiskey, taking a drag in the hopes of hiding the blush that colored her cheeks.

”Right, truth or dare?” she asked, giving her wand a mighty spin.

The member 'Ginny Weasley' has done the following action : ToD

'ToD' : 7

As the game was finally away from him for the first time, really, Harry sank down lower against the wall and allowed his fuzzy head to carry him away for a little bit. As a result, he had no idea what had transpired between Malfoy and Ginny’s boyfriend. He only came to his senses somewhat when the redhead herself burst into such wild laughter that she spit her drink everywhere. Maybe he should have been paying more attention to the game after all.

He stood shakily and half stumbled, half walked back to the circle as Ginny confronted Riley about something, only to arrive and collapse into a sitting position just in time to watch the show she put on with Skyler. That was a show Harry wouldn’t mind seeing again, and it had the added bonus that everyone seemed to enjoy it, unlike the other snoggings that had been committed so far. Harry had the distinct impression that this was how truth or dare was actually supposed to go.

Then the wand was spinning again and the damn thing settled on him yet, again, ending his brief break from the spotlight. He swore to himself, much more loudly than he had intended thanks to the alcohol swirling in his head. Last time he had thought truth would be safer and get the game going in a fun direction and he had been completely wrong. This time he knew that dare was the wrong one, because Ginny took no prisoners and pulled no punches. He also knew that he really shouldn’t take any more shots of firewhiskey just to avoid points of the game, and that his trademark recklessness could carry him through just about anything if he needed it to. “Dare,” he said slowly, working to keep his voice as normal and unslurred as he could. It was game time again, after all.