Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Nor am I J.K. Rowling. It would be very unfortunate for all the innocent little children out there if I was. Just think of the mental scars…

A/N Okay, so I know this is unrealistic, and the Christmas thing is overused. But come on, this is fanfiction. Harry has already defeated Voldemort, by the way.

Chapter One:

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with a spark that some would call malicious. He had just finished reading about a very interesting muggle custom called "I Never…", and he was hurrying off to coerce, ahem, invite the other current residents of Hogwarts, who were staying for the Christmas break. He ran down a mental list in his mind, and hurried off to assemble them.

Severus slammed his door. "I'll expect you there," said Albus, a bright smile on his face as he headed toward the rooms of the Head of Gryffindor.

Minerva hid something suspiciously like catnip behind her back quickly before pasting a smile on her face, and saying, "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Albus!"

Filius squeaked in excitement and fell off his pile of books. "I haven't been invited to a party in ages!"

Mad-Eye Moody pressed a wand to Albus' throat. "Identify yourself!" When Albus had done so, Moody shouted, "Constant Vigilance! Albus, I'm disappointed in you. I'll come anyhow, though."

Next, Albus hurried to the Gryffindor Common Roon, and accidentally barged in on a rather intense game of Spin-the-Bottle. Once the participants, including Draco Malfoy and Cho Chang, for some reason, had recovered from their shock, and in some cases, embarrassment, they all accepted. Spin-the-Bottle was getting a little old.

A furiously screaming pink-haired Remus Lupin turned a corner and tripped over a suit of armor. "Tonks," said Dumbledore, "Would you tell Sirius and Remus that I want all of you to attend-"

"I am Remus!" exclaimed what Dumbledore thought was a Remus look-alike.

"My apologies, Remus. You had a remarkable resemblance to Tonks there," said Albus, cleaning off his half-moon glasses, "so, anyhow, about this get-together I'm having tonight…"

"Alright, Albus. I'll tell Sirius and Tonks after I go to Madame Pomphrey. I think I twisted my ankle falling over that old suit of armor. Would you like me to invite Poppy when I get there?"

"Thank you, Remus, that would be wonderful," Albus beamed.

In the Entrance Hall, Dumbledore intercepted Hagrid, who was on his way down to his hut. "A party, professor? Sure!"

"Would you mind inviting Pomona and Rolanda for me, Rubeus?" asked Dumbledore, his twinkle brighter than ever.

"O' course I will, Professor!" said Hagrid, pleased to be able to help his hero.

His mission completed, Dumbledore proceeded to the Room of Requirement to prepare for his scheme…

At 8:00 that evening everyone was assembled in the Room of Requirement, milling about and making small talk. They were all curious as to the purpose of the large circular table in the middle of the room and why there didn't seem to be any form of entertainment. At 8:02 precisely, Albus walked in and clapped his hands twice. "I have an announcement to make. No doubt you are all wondering what the purpose of this little get-together is. Well, I have just recently discovered an ancient and revered muggle tradition. It is called "Never Have I Ever"!"

Dismayed stares from the muggleborns and confused looks from the purebloods greeted him.