Flat 6A

Friday 28th June 2003

Pouring the emerald liquid into the four shot glasses, she watched their eyes widen.

"Never pegged you for a closet Slytherin" Blaise smirked, reaching for the glass nearest him. Hermione grinned "It's called absinthe" she informed him darkly as if conveying a secret "many men have gone mad drinking it."

"Straight to the hard stuff eh, Granger-Girl?" Theo chuckled, poking her in the side causing her to giggle. She playfully swatted him on the arm causing him to spill a little of the absinthe on the coffee table. He elbowed her with his free arm in return, watching as she fell onto the cushion next to her. Draco rolled his eyes at the pair sat cross legged on the floor.

"Pack it in you two" he chided, taking the remaining glass. "Ok Blaise, your turn"

Three pairs of eyes focused on the wizard as he furrowed his brow thoughtfully before pointedly looking at Hermione, his eyebrow raising.

"Never have I ever had sex in a library." Draco and Theo turned to Hermione, watching expectantly.

"Nor have I" she remonstrated, focusing on Blaise.

"Don't believe you, all the time you spend around those books" he grinned.

Hermione glowered. Draco raised his hand in an attempt to diffuse the tension "Ok then Hermione, your go" he told her, watching as her features softened.

"Never have I ever made out in a broom closet" she stated with an air of superiority.

Her three companions downed their shots immediately.

She rolled her eyes "Seriously? In the broom closet? Have a bit of class!" she cried, feigning indignation.

Theo laughed, "Where else would you expect us to hide from Filch?"

Draco and Blaise roared with laughter at Hermione's shocked expression.

"My go!" cried Theo, offering up his glass for Draco to refill. "Never have I ever snogged on the astronomy tower" he grinned, looking pointedly at Draco. Three empty shot glasses came down on the coffee table and all eyes turned to Hermione.

"Who?!" cried Draco, feeling the jealousy rise, knotting his insides. Hermione flashed a sly grin. "Krum." Draco struggled to hide the relief that she didn't say the Weasels name.

"Saucy minx" murmured Theo smirking.

Draco kicked him with his foot. "My go" he announced, refilling the glasses as he thought. Sitting back he met Theo's stare. "Never have I ever snuck someone of a different house into my common room."

Blaise rolled his eyes. No one would be drinking this round. He doubted the Gryffindor Golden Girl would have broken that particular rule having been wound up far tighter during her adolescence, and neither Draco nor himself would have even considered debasing themselves with the girls of other houses. Additionally Draco had spent the majority of his time at Hogwarts wrapped in the arms of the ever-annoying Pansy. He shuddered at the memory. He was just about to announce his turn when he registered the staring contest taking place between Draco and Theo.

Draco leaned in as Theo stared back in defiance.

"Fine" Theo muttered finally, downing the shot. Draco grinned in triumph.

"WHO?!" Blaise asked, eye wide with shock.

Theo refused to look at Draco as he grabbed the bottle and began to refill the glasses.

"Ravenclaw, Chang. Fifth year" he muttered quietly. Hermione sat slack-jawed at the revelation.

"Well at least it wasn't some bloody Hufflepuff" Blaise sighed, somewhat relieved.


Flat 6A Diagon Alley

5th July 2003

She pulled the bottle out of the bag, holding it high like a trophy, smirking at the boys sat round the coffee table. "Wass that?" Theo asked, his mouth full of chow mein.

"That would be Bacardi Peach Rum" she told them in delight as she made her way to the kitchen to grab the shot glasses. Coming back she leaned over the back of the sofa next to Draco who turned to give her a chaste kiss on the cheek. She frowned. "What?" he asked her. She opened her mouth and he frowned at her.

"Get your own"

She closed her mouth, her delicate lips forming a pout. Draco rolled his eyes before dunking the fork into his noodles, skewering a piece of chicken, before putting the fork to her lips. Hermione accepted the morsel gleefully before smackering her lips to Draco's cheek.

He frantically rubbed the grease on his cheek with the back of his sleeve, scowling. "Wench!" he muttered as Hermione grabbed a cushion before dropping down next to Theo, opening the bottle.

"You love it!" she told him, grinning as she poured the scarlet liquid into the lined up glasses. "How typically Gryffindor" Blaise mused, taking the first glass and inspecting it like a new potion. "This stuff looks vile Granger" he muttered, his nose screwed up as he sniffed. "Smells it too"

"Shut up" she chuckled before turning to her expectant audience. "This week's game is called 'Most Likely.' So I could ask "who would be most likely to eat someone else's sandwich from the refrigerator at work?" and then on the count of three, everyone points to whoever they think would be most likely to do that and you have to take a drink for every person who's pointing at you" she explained. The three boys nodded their understanding.

"Ok I will go first" she continued "and to make it easy lets go with the example: Who would be most likely to eat someone else's sandwich from the refrigerator at work?..ONE, TWO, THREE…." two hands pointed at Theo.

"What?!" he cried "I don't even work!"

"No, you just stay here and eat all our food!" Draco informed him "That's how we know if we worked with you, you would still our food there too! Drink!"

Theo sighed and knocked back his drink, holding his glass for Hermione to fill and knocking back the second. He banged his glass on the table coughing "That was disgusting" he laughed "My go."

Eyes lighting up as he came up with his question he poured himself a new drink. "Who would be most likely to date a stripper" he cried "ONE, TWO, THREE…" Three hands pointed at Blaise.

"Too obvious, Nott, given that you both met Crystal" he retorted, gulping down the contents of his glass with a grimace, then repeating the action a second and third time, slamming his glass down on the table. Draco laughed as he watched Blaise suppress the urge to vomit.

"Ok, who would be most likely to date someone twice their age?" Draco smirked "ONE, TWO, THREE!" Three hands pointed at Blaise who looked ill. "I hate you all" he muttered, filling his glass and knocking it back the required number of times. Hermione laughed as he shuddered "aww poor Blaise."

"My go then" he stated "Who would be most likely to have sex in a library. ONE, TWO, THREE." Three hands pointed immediately at Hermione.

She rolled her eyes. "I told you last week, I dont have sex in libraries!" she cried before knocking back the first drink, before reaching for the bottle as Theo guffawed next to her.

"Not even the Malfoy Library?" he smirked. Theo stopped laughing as Draco and Hermione shared a look. Draco visibly paled as he watched the tears form in her eyes. She slammed the bottle down on the coffee table before rushing into Draco's bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Draco set down his drink, glaring at Blaise as he went to comfort his witch.

Blaise looked over at Theo, feeling nauseated from the combination of the Bacardi and his belated realisation of his faux pas.

"Shit"