I got some positive reviews! YAYY I DON"T SUCK! So here it comes- the second chapter.
"So Harry, I know you are totally drunk in love, but you have to spin the bottle some time…." George called out, pulling me out of my stupor. There were snickers all around, stupid people giggling at me. I blushed even more red- if that was possible. I reached out and felt the cool, glassy surface of the bottle as I flicked my wrist, watching it spin and spin. It slowed near a big group of first years and I mentally cursed myself for playing this game. It looked like I was going to continue on embarrassing myself. It landed directly in the middle of the pack, on a girl with Barbie doll hair and way too much lip gloss. I winced and could almost feel the sticky, gooey taste before she was even within five feet of me. I could almost see the distaste radiating off of me. The first year was oblivious though, and approached smirking, like she had just won a prize. She reminded me of those obnoxious brat dolls Ginny had stored away in the attic. Big lips, big chest, LITTLE amounts of clothing. Ew. She was getting closer and I squinched my eyes shut. I could hear her breathing and feel her arm wrapped seductively around my waist. I was preparing myself mentally for the torture when I heard a voice that usually meant trouble but just may be my saving grace. "WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON HERE?" I heard Severus Snape shout. I opened one eye to see what was going on and pulled away from the girl. "Potter. How had I not guessed you would be in the middle of this?" he snarled. "Detention."
"For what? Kissing a girl? Would you prefer me to snog a guy?" The reply slipped out of my mouth before I could help it and I mentally kicked myself. Great, now I'd have weeks of detention.
"Very funny." He smirked. I could tell he was just getting started. "As much as we all know you would prefer that," the group erupted in giggles, "I was actually going to suggest that it was for PDA. Guess you just had to come out of the closet?" If I wasn't so freaking embarrassed even I would have laughed at that. "Two detentions. See you at eight Potter." He called over his shoulder as he strutted away. I blushed madly and the first year walked back up to the bottle. She spun it quickly and it came spinning towards my end of the circle. Just my luck, I sigh in my head. I would be the one to escape a kiss from a creeper and then have that escape jerked out from under me. Thankfully, the gods were in my favor for the day and the bottle slowed to a stop right in front of my best mate Ron. If he thought seeing me get almost-kissed by that girl was funny then him actually being kissed by her was hysterical. He whimpered and walked as slowly as possible to her awaiting lips. He sat perfectly still as she aggressively kissed him for the full twenty seconds. As soon as twenty were over he pulled away. He wiped his lips off with the back of his hand and gagged for the roaring crowd. The girl looked shocked that he had not wanted to kiss her longer and thumped back over to her spot in the circle, pouting. Ron looked relieved that that incident was over and stepped up to the bottle, fearful of what awaited him.