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Harry allowed Cho to control the spinner.

"We're gonna go everyone at once!" Harry announced.

"Left hand on green," Cho said sleepily.

Everyone complied. Once everyone stepped on the mat, it granted them a kindness by increasing in size to allow for all patrons of the game to play.

"Right foot green!"

Some players found they were not as young as they had been hoping they were, while some found they could have been a gymnast if they hadn't got themselves pulled into the war. Several people also found themselves in a quite awkward position. With everyone bent over, they found themselves too close to people they didn't need to see so much of. Voldemort was stuck with his face almost stuck in Ron Weasley's armpit. Ron was staring at Bellatrix's chest. Bellatrix wished desperately that her dresses weren't so low cut. Blaise was making a bridge, as Ginny was beneath him. He was very shaky from the non alcoholic, alcohol feeling potion, and was terrified he might fall on her. Ginny was staring at the butt of her best friend, Hermione Granger, who was staring at the butt of her new boyfriend, Severus Snape. Severus was holding himself in a half, one-armed pushup pose beneath the Patil girl. Luna was bent in a very awkward and tight way, one leg in the air, one arm out to keep her balance. Draco felt sick as his cheek was shoved against his fathers-ahem-bottom cheek. And Harry Potter was posed belly-up in a strange sort of hip-hop position, so placed so he could keep an eye on Blaise. He didn't want that creep to do anything funny.

"Spin the thing!" Harry called.

Cho flicked the spinner. "Right hand on red!"

Everyone tipsily adjusted their positions.

"Left hand yellow!"

Again, people began to twist around each other and their own limbs to keep from falling over.

But, to no avail. The first person to fall was Ginny Weasley, whose shaky hands failed her. She fell face first as she collapsed beneath Blaise. She landed on his hand. He cried out in pain, as did she, because of the spell that meant she endured whatever physical pain she inflicted on others.

Then, Ginny's foot flew up and kicked Harry in the back. His arms twisted as he shouted, his arms searing, but he managed to stay up.

"Thanks for that, Ginny," he slurred angrily, hissing as his arms began to throb.

"Oh, I'm sorry Harry!" she cried as she tried to slither out from beneath Blaise, her hand, spine, and arms pouring pain off in waves. "And you, Blaise!"

She pulled herself from the mat and curled up in the corner, watching the hilarity ensue as she sat, upset and hurt.

Cho flicked the spinner once more. "Left foot on yellow!"

People sighed in relief as they were finally able to put down their leg. But there was a bit of a problem for some of them. Lucius was standing like a dog on all fours, but his left foot was up by his right hand, and he couldn't hold it much longer. He fell back, landing roughly on his son's face, causing his own neck to snap fast to the side, eliciting a hiss. Draco had been standing with his bottom straight up in the air, not crouching to avoid being pushed farther into his own fathers arse, and so that his own wasn't shoved into Luna's face. But as he tumbled and found himself pinned beneath his father, his bare foot flew up, kicking Luna in the chest, sending her flying from the mat. He'd knocked the wind out of himself in that way. Lucius immediately stood up.

"Draco, son, are you alright?"

Before he could answer, Harry burst into raucous, drunken laughter.

It slowly began to grow, and people were finding it hard to stay in their awkward positions. Bellatrix was standing backwards, one leg over the redheads back, her arms criss-crossed in front of his backside. Ron stood beneath her with one leg up in between his arms, the other straight behind him and between Bellatrix's crossed arms. Harry's head was in between Voldemort's arms, staring up at his chin as he stood in a crab walk form. Lord Voldemort stood as if he were a dog, Potter's head just beneath his own. Hermione's face was so close to Snape's that she could feel his breathing. It would have been more romantic, had she not been hallucinating about unicorns the whole time, and if her foot wasn't in between his arms, and her other leg wasn't wrapped around Parvati's arms.

Draco angrily stood. "I'm fine, father," he snapped. He turned to Luna, who was gasping for the air that had been lost when she fell back. "I'm so sorry, Luna!" He exclaimed. He pulled Luna to her feet, and, in his drunken stupor, he kissed her as hard as he could.

The two retreated to the other side of the room, where they continued with their business.

The other's continued laughing ridiculously at nothing in particular. The next to go down was Hermione, who fell into Snape, kissing him violently.

"You're my unicorn, Snape!" She cried as she launched herself at him, kissing him harder.

"I don't know what that means but I don't care!" Snape exclaimed when Hermione came up for air. She attacked his lips once more.

When she'd jumped forward, her ankle locked on Parvati's arms, pulling her down. She begrudgingly left the mat.

"Ew!" Ron and Harry exclaimed.

"Get a room!" Harry cried, trying to cover his eyes in Voldemort's armpit.

"I think I'm going to throw up!" Ron barked.

"You'd better not!" Bellatrix yelled from above him.

He cringed. But she was so hot when she was like this...

Which was, well, always.

"And be careful!" Harry yelled. "Don't bruise Parvati!"

Parvati's eyes snapped to Harry, whose face was buried in the Dark Lord's underarms. If she hadn't been so terrified of Voldemort, she would have launched herself at Harry, just like all of the other couples seemed to be doing.

Now there were only a few contestants left in the game. These included Harry, Voldemort, Bellatrix, and Ron.

"Right hand on yellow!" Cho announced.

Ron and Bellatrix both tried to move at the same time, she moving back and underneath him, he forward and in-between her arms. This caused Bellatrix to somersault over him and land hard on her back. Ron fell down. The impact of his fall caused his face to fall down and his lips to connect with hers.

When this happened, the spell he'd seemed to have been under completely vanished.

"I kissed a disgusting evil woman!" Ron cried, scrambling away from her. But not quickly enough, as Bellatrix managed to have enough time to punch him in the face. This caused her own cheek to sport an angry bruise, and she moaned in dissatisfaction. "You'll pay for this when we get out of here, Weasley!" She shrieked.

Meanwhile, Harry had flipped over beneath Voldemort. They were still in the game!

But not for long. "Right hand on red!"

Voldemort scanned the whole mat quickly, searching for a red spot to place his hand. He had caught on easily to the game. Maybe drinking made him smarter? Yeah, that had to be it. He would be picking up enough alcohol for him and his Death Eaters if he ever escaped from this awful place.

Finally, he found the only red spot within reaching distance.

"I refuse!" He cried. "I will not be subject to such humiliation!"

"What's wrong, Tom?" Harry pushed out, as he twisted himself in a very interesting way...

"I will not place my face in such a disturbing position! I won't do it!"

"Then don't," Harry said. "And I win!"

"Never!"

And so he did it. Voldemort put his face in Harry Potter's man spot.

Harry screeched and fell down. "Get away from me, creep!" He screamed. "Incest! Snake-cest! Ew!"

"I won!" Cried Voldemort as Harry writhed in disgust on the floor.

And so that put an end to one of their most difficult games yet.

"What should we play now, Harry?"

They were all lying down, waiting for the "alcohol" to leave their systems. It was leaving them in particularly good moods.

"I don't know, Hermione," Harry replied. "Let me just look at the full list of games."

He sorted through the list just filled with every teenage party game ever invented.

Finally, he looked up from his page. "We're going to play The Greatest Story Ever Told. Get ready for the best story telling session of your life."

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Ah, twister. I have actually never legitly played this game...so this is how my story turned out.

I have, on the other hand, played the greatest story ever told, which is amazing, and will be awesome to write about! Yes!

*strikes super pose*

So yeah! I'm running out of ideas! I still have my list, but I want options! Give me options! I'm too tired to say please!

But not to tired to say "please" when I say "Please review!" PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! I miss good reviews.

I don't write for them. I love writing. I would be just fine not posting my stories, but when I do, I want reviews to make me happy!

Got that, people? I don't just write for reviews! I write cuz it makes ME happy.

So there.

Good day.

Ps, a friend of mine's mom passed and I just found out. I'd just like to say that Amanda, I'm so sorry, and I'll be here for you. I don't think you're reading this...you don't read...but I'm here! (-.-)