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Soon the entire school was obsessed with Spin the Bottle. It had gone from harmless party game, to an excuse to get some action in a closet.
At first the games were just played in common rooms. Now, even the Slytherins are playing along.
Being the masterminds behind bringing Spin the Bottle to Hogwarts, Fred and George organized ever school game.
Monday thru Wednesday nights were for third years and younger. Friday thru Sunday nights were for fourth years and up. Thursday night was for the house elves. Much to Hermione's pleasure, it was Fred who thought of having a night for the elves.
They held the games in the dungeons. In a secret room only known to students. It had a jinx on it to where if you where going to tell a non-student about it, you instantly forgot all about the room and had a side effect of a nasty red rash.
Late at night, after the teachers had gone to bed, usually around eight or nine (which for old people like teachers is very late) Fred and George would sneak down to the dungeons and unlock the secret room. Anyone who wanted to play just had to go down to the room and say the password.
George usually thought of the passwords. They were most likely something stupid or totally random. More of a joke then a security precaution.
Hermione entered the secret room with Ginny Weasley. Ginny instantly took off after her newly announced crush, Kyle. Hermione did not remember his last name. (Something that rhymes with Apples.)
She looked around and saw Fred talking with Lee Jordan. She saw Ron failing to flirt successfully with a Ravenclaw. She saw George annoying a fourth year, but she saw no sign of Harry.
She walked over to the snack table. She wasn't hungry but didn't want to appear alone and desperate for attention.
To her surprise, Benjamin Overlade walked up to her and began to flirt with her. He was an okay guy, but Hermione had no intention of flirting back. When he said goodbye to her, he added "I hope on my turn the bottle lands on you tonight ." Hermione had to stop herself from gagging.
Not even a minute later, Fred announced that the game was about to start. Hermione checked the clock. Only five more minutes until the game starts. And no one is allowed to come in the door and play after the game has started.
She looked around. Still no sign of Harry.
Hermione took her muggle cell phone out of her jeans pocket. She had bewitched it so that it looked exactly like wizarding cell phones. The newest thing from Witch Tech.
She flipped it open and began to text Harry.
'Where R U' she typed as fast as she could.
A few seconds later, her phone began to vibrate. She looked at it and read Harry's text.
'In room where R U' was the reply.
Even though it made no since, she understood that he said he was in the secret room.
'snacks' She typed.
She looked up to hopefully find him. She did not know why she wanted to see him so badly. For a moment she thought it was because she wanted to make sure he was here to maybe get to kiss him from the game.
But she did not have time to think about it. Her phone vibrated. She looked down to read the new message.
'U look hot 2night'
Immediately she blushed. She checked to see who it was from. An unknown number. Who had her number? Were they watching her right now? Who is it?!!!?
Hermione looked up. As she scanned the room for her secret admirer she wondered what made her look hot. Was it her skinny jeans? Her tight tee shirt? Her wavy hair down? Her sandals? What???
Her cell began vibrating again.
'2 bad U R not bi' She read.
"Holy crap!" Hermione thought. It's a girl hitting on her. Hermione put away the phone. Maybe if they were watching they'd leave her alone now.
Harry walked over to the snack table. He spotted Hermione as soon as Fred announced that it was time to begin. Hermione stood up as George locked the door.
Everyone went to the middle of the room. Hermione saw Harry and they locked eyes. She smiled and waved back.
She found a seat between Ginny and Luna Lovegood. Harry sat next to Fred and Ron.
"Same rules as always." George announced. "Let's get this party started!" Fred yelled. Everyone cheered and clapped.
Pink letters appeared over the bottle. First is…Draco Malfoy!
Draco smirked at this. Everyone grew silent as the bottle began to spin. All the Slytherin girls had their fingers crossed.
As the bottle slowed down, Hermione prayed it would not land on her. And it didn't.
It landed on some blond Hufflepuff girl. She looked wat too overjoyed.
As Draco led her to the closet the pink letters came back.
'Next is…Hermione Granger!' She instinctively blushed.
As the bottle moved Hermione took out her wand. She kept it behind her back and out of sight.
A week ago, nearly that, George taught her the spell to make the bottle go to who you wanted it to go to. And she took advantage of this.
The bottle began to slow down and Hermione flicked the wand. She placed it back in her pocket and watched as the bottle stopped in front of Harry Potter.
Hermione stood and felt the sea of eyes follow her. She walked past Draco Malfoy who had just emerged from the closet, followed by a still overjoyed Hufflepuff.
Harry closed the door behind him and turned to see Hermione on the floor, on a pillow. "Sit." She said, trying to sound casual. Harry followed the order and sat on the other pillow. "Hermione, this is a bit weird." Harry told her, staring at the floor.
"So you don't want to kiss me?" Hermione asked, she tried not to sound disappointed.
"It's not that" He looked up at her, he didn't want to hurt her feelings, "It's just that, you're my best friend and I don't see you like that." Harry tried not to look her in the eyes. But when he did, he saw tears which made a puzzled look appear on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"Whatever, it's fine. Let's just get it over with." She replied. "Hermione, it's not that I don't think you're...uh...you know..." Harry tried to make peacem but it was failing. Hermione's dream of her and Harry together forever was dieing faster then a deer in front of a car on the interstate. "Harry, I...I love you." She spilled to him. He stared at her. Stunned by the truth.
"I...Hermione I don't like you like that, I told you a long time ago that I like Ginny that way." He replied. He had known about Hermione's crush on him, but he had never expected her to tell him that she loved him. "Can we just do this so we can leave?" Harry asked her politly.
Even though she was clearly upset with his reaction, she was still ready for the best moment of her entire life. He took a deep breath and puckered his lips. She leaned closer and as soon as their lips touched, he pulled away.
The door unlocked and Harry stood up, he opened it and exited. Hermione stood up and followed him. A single tear running down her face. She walked past Fred and Angelina going towards the closet. Hermione whispered to Fred, "I feel a little sick. Can you unlock the door so I can leave?"
Fred flicked his wand and out Hermione went.
And that was the last time any of them saw Hermione Granger.
Until five long years later.