A/N: Okay, people. I have started over. Completely re-done all of this. You don't have to have read the original, because the original sucked. And I will update more frequently on the re-write. But here's the (only slightly changed) chapter one. (The further along in the story you get, the more different it will become.)

Disclaimer: I own the world, and I own Disney and Nickelodeon, and everything else, but somehow Harry Potter has eluded my grasp...hmmm...

Game Night

"If life doesn't offer a game worth playing, then invent a new one."

Anthony J. D'Angelo

Chapter One:

The Plot

"No opera plot can be sensible, for people do not sing when they are feeling sensible."

W. H. Auden

Hermione sat in an overstuffed plush armchair in the Gryffindor common room. She was trying to think of something to do. 'Okay, lets see...I did my charms essay, and my transfiguration essay, and my ancient runes homework, and way too much extra credit...' She sighed. "There must be something to do!" She voiced exasperatedly.

Ron looked over at her, "What? Don't you have some homework to do?"

She just rolled her eyes. He'd been like this ever since she'd told him (for the hundred and thirty-eighth time) to get to work on his monstrous pile of work. He'd finally done it, but not without much grumbling. 'He should've done it the first time,' she thought. Another part of her brain added, 'Ain't that the truth.' Wait, since when had she become schizophrenic? Oh no. The weird part of her brain was devising a plan. This was not good.

She (or rather, the frightening monstrosity that had taken control of her mind) suddenly had an idea of what to do. It would get rid of any boredom she had and it would also get rid of any thought Ron had of her being 'just a snotty know-it-all'. The sane mind was yelling inside its nice white room, 'No! Not good idea! Do not do this!' She silenced the little monster and hopped up.

Harry looked over curiously. "Where're you going?"

She grabbed her bag and headed to the portrait hole. "The owlery." With that, she walked out, leaving two confused boys behind her.

When Hermione reached the owlery, she cleared a spot on the floor and sat down to write her letters. She didn't want to bother writing three different letters, so she just wrote one, without a name on it, and cast duplico twice.

Dear Sixth and Seventh Year s,

You are hereby invited to tonight's Game Night. It will be held in the Gryffindor common room from 8:00PM to midnight. I would advise against coming if you are wary of the intent or have plans. Also, save us the time of kicking you out and don't bother showing up if the entirety of your visit will be spent insulting us.

Sincerely,

The Gryffindors

Hermione blew on the ink and held one up for inspection. It looked a bit formal, but otherwise it was pretty good. She then wrote names in and gave each letter to a different owl, instructing them on where to take each.

When the birds had flown off, she looked down at her watch and gasped. It said it was seven forty-five. She should not have set the time for so early. She only had fifteen minutes to get everything ready! She hurriedly stored everything in her bag and raced down the many flights of stairs to the kitchens.

Finally reaching the portrait, she tickled the pear and wrenched open the door.

"Dobby?" She called, trying to catch her breath.

"Yes, miss?" He asked in his squeaky voice as he popped into view.

"Dobby, is there any way you could deliver everything we would need for a party in the Gryffindor common room at eight o' clock?"

He seemed to think about the request, and bobbed his head furiously. "Yes, miss! Dobby could do that!"

"Oh, good! Thank you!" She kissed him on the head, causing him to blush crimson as she rushed out.

Hermione got to Gryffindor tower with five minutes to spare and breathed the password (Ali Baba) before rushing in.

"Okay, everyone fifth year and below get upstairs!" A couple of kids looked like they were about to argue. "Now," she said in a voice that granted immediate action. All of the younger students quickly collected their things and raced up the steps.

She looked at the people left. "Okay guys, tonight is going to be Hogwarts' first Game Night. There is most likely going to be rule breaking, and there is definitely going to be people from other houses. If you do not think you will be able to handle yourself, I advise you go to bed also."

Someone in the back blurted. "What power do you have? You can't send us to bed." He was silenced by a number of people, and Hermione glared.

"I am the Head Girl. I will not hesitate to give you detention if I am so inclined. Do you understand?" Most of the students filtered off upstairs, and only nine people were left. Ron, Harry, Dean, Neville, Ginny, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati, and Hermione herself. "Okay, I'll be right back."

Hermione walked out and almost ran into Dobby, who was just about to go in. She held the portrait open for him and his troop of elves. When they'd gotten inside, she turned to the Fat Lady. "I'm going to be hosting an...inter-house relationship meeting tonight, and there will be students from other houses joining. Will you let them in?"

The fat lady considered it. "There have been a few Slytherins throwing dung bombs down this hall. I don't enjoy it at all, as it makes my portrait reek for hours. Could you talk them into stopping it?"

Hermione bounced from foot to foot. "I'll see what I can do."

The Fat Lady smiled broadly. "Well, if it will keep me from stinking, I will allow let them in."

"Oh, thank you!" Hermione clasped her hands together in excitement, and went back inside. Soon other houses began to trickle in, and the room began to get crowded. There were Draco, Pansy, and Millicent from Slytherin; Luna, Padma, and Mary (a sixth year with a large crush on Harry) from Ravenclaw; and Justin, Terry, and Ernie from Hufflepuff. Harry seemed apprehensive at being in the same room with Ginny, Mary, and Ron, but stayed, though he did make sure to stay across the room from all three.

When everyone had arrived, she began to speak. "Okay, we're going to be playing three games tonight. Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle, and I've Never."

Draco was genuinely surprised. "Didn't know Granger had it in her."

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