I swore to myself that I would NEVER EVER write a spin the bottle fanfic. They are overdone, and usually done badly. But I'm out of ideas and this seems to be in high demand soo….. Here goes nothing
I trotted along the corridors, out into the fresh sunlight and cool air. It was Friday afternoon and classes were out. I saw a group of kids sitting on the lawn and walked towards them. Hermoine and Ron sat next to each other and I saw them leave a gap for someone, most likely me, between them and Ginny. I walked up and noticed that the group of people had an oddly circular fashion, with a single object laying in the middle. I wasn't sure what it was but as I got close I saw the bottle. Dear Dumbledore no. NO WAY. They were playing spin the bottle.
"Harry! Come join in!" Ron called. I sat down next to him and said, "Why on EARTH would I want to play Spin the Bottle?"
He replied, "Oh chill out. I mean who wouldn't want to kiss Harry freaking Potter!" I winced and noticed how large the group had become since I had joined. A large population of giggling first year girls sat nearby staring at me. I mock waved at them and they looked away, blushing like mad.
"Don't do that to the poor girls Potter!" Ginny teased me.
"Sorry, I don't mean to. I'm just naturally amazing, I suppose." I say with a cocky grin. She gave me a knowing look but before I could reply Fred stepped up to the bottle and began the game.
"Alright Mates, this is how it works. No gay kissing- we choose the nearest girl/guy instead. Kisses must be a minimum of 20 seconds and MUST be on the lips. Thanks for coming and have a good smooch!" He said before spinning the bottle. I wasn't at all shocked that Fred and George had begun the game… They were just the people I had suspected. The bottle began to slow and I could see girls all around anxiously awaiting its landing. The twins were the most popular people around- I'm almost positive no girl would be unhappy about kissing him. It spun and spun and I let out a shocked gasp when it landed on the one girl I knew would dislike this. Ginny. Everyone burst into shocked laughter and Fred stepped into the circle, blushing.
"Go on Gin-gin. " I said with a poke. She turned and glared at me but slowly made her way to the middle. She scrunched her freckled face up and he leaned in, barely touching her lips.
"Is that even legal?" some first year whispered. More laughter erupted from the group and after twenty very awkward seconds they broke apart. Fred scowled as he made his way back to his seat and Ginny leaned down and spun the bottle.
I couldn't help but hope that it would land on me. I had realized my huge crush on Ginny at Christmas and hadn't stopped thinking about her since. She had a stupid boyfriend which, luckily, I didn't see around. The bottle slowed and it settled to a stop. Pointing directly at me. I cheered inside my head, trying not to let the glee show on my face. I walked in and leaned towards Ginny. Her eyes, so warm like a comforting hand placed on my shoulder. She was so beautiful and before I knew it my face was an inch from hers. I could feel her warm breath on my face and I inhaled her scent of lavender perfume and freshly cut grass. We started kissing and it felt like nothing else in the world. The only way I could explain it was this: fireworks. We started intensely making out and I heard some wolf whistles and cheering before we broke apart, both of us breathing heavily.
"Not bad Potter." She said with a sly smile and all I could do was sit there with a dumbstruck look on my face.
This could not be happening.
Whaddya think? Better than most?