"Okay Draco, I've got one."

"That's nice, but the trick is...now you have to share it with everyone else," Draco sighed. Lavender glared, but then smirked devilishly.

"Okay, here's your question...If you had to kiss a guy in this room. Who would it be?" she asked.

"A guy?" Draco sputtered. Lavender giggled. Draco tried to maintain "his cool" as he scanned the room at all the guys. He watched as they squirmed when he looked their way and he gave them all false and sarcastic smiles just to make them feel even more uncomfortable. He had looked them all over, no doubt probably giving each one a bit of criticism in his head, before coming to a decision.

"You got a bunch of lousy choices here, and I mean really lousy..."

"Just cut the chase and tell us who it is," Heather argued, her eyes glistening.

"Fine...I supposed that if I had too, I would go with...Potter." Draco concluded as he looked at Harry. Harry's eye practically bulged out of his head. "What? I thought you'd be honored," Draco said sarcastically. Harry couldn't even try to act mad he was so surprised. The other guys weren't much help either, they just sat their with their mouths open in disbelief. The girls, on the other hand, were all rolling on the floor laughing in a mass hysteria.

"W...why me?" Harry manage to stutter.

"Do you really want me to answer that, Potter?" Draco smirked. Harry shook his head. His face was as red as the Gryffindor teams' Quidditch robes. Draco winked at him sarcastically as he spun the bottle. The guys had maintained their composure as the girls were trying to. The bottle spun and spun until it landed on Heather. It took her a minute to wipe her eyes and realize it was her. She cursed under her breath as Draco smiled at her.

"Truth or Dare, Weasley. Decide your fate quickly." Heather thought for a minute, but she was up for a challenge and went with...

"Dare." Draco's eyebrows rose as his eyes glittered maliciously. 'Payback' was ringing in his mind.

"Let's see...I dare you too..." he thought for a moment before deciding with, "I dare you to kiss every person in this room...on the lips. And I don't mean just a quick peck." Draco snickered. Heather's face contorted to an absolutely repulsed one.

"What? No! Gross!" Heather sputtered, eyeing all the girls in the room who were also equally disgusted.

"Well, it's either that or you have to french all the guys in the room, and I might think about excluding Ron because he's your cousin..." Heather thought about this for a minute. She scanned the guys in the room, there weren't too many...better than having to kiss all her girl friends

"Fine," she decided, "I'll...do the frenching thing." Draco smirked.

"You can start with Seamus...Oh! And you have to tell us who you liked the most." he ordered.

"What! Nu-uuuh. You never said that!"

"Oh well, I added it," Draco shrugged. Heather glowered at him as she made her way across the room. She started with Seamus (Lavender not being so happy about that), then kissed Dean, then Harry and she stopped at Ron.

"I'm not kissing Ron," she said as she sat back down.

"Aren't you forgetting someone..."

"I'm not kissing Ron!" Heather repeated.

"I'm not talking about Weasley," he said coolly eyeing her.

"Not you!" Heather cried. Draco smiled.

"Pucker up, Weasel," he said. Heather sighed, was it let's-all-pick-on-Heather-day today again? She bit her lip as she leaned over to give him a quick one. But what was supposed to be quick, turned out to be much longer than she had planned. And in the midst of the kiss, was he kissing her back? Once they parted her head was spinning. She held a hand up to steady herself. She regained composure and went to spin the bottle.

"Okay, well that was eventful, now...moving on..." She said rather quickly as she spun the bottle.

"Wait," Draco said, stopping the bottle. "You didn't finish." Heather looked at him confused. Her head was still of blur of emotions and thoughts. "Who did you like better?" he asked. He smiled down at her.

"Umm..." she looked around the room. Oh well, she thought, why cut the crap, they probably all realized it anyway. "You," she said to Draco.

"What!" Over half the people in the room cried at once. Or...they didn't realize it... Heather added in her head. She was bombarded with people's questions.

"How could you like him." "Ew, what could have been good about kissing Malfoy?" "Heather! This is Malfoy you're talking about..." "Say it ain't so!" "What was it like?" came the sound of Parvati's voice. Heather glared at Malfoy and he smiled at her, with one eye brow cocked up in surprise.

"He's just a good kisser guys!" Heather exclaimed, "Chill out!" Everybody eventually settled down, still commenting about it.

"That's the last time I ever compliment you on anything again," Heather whispered out the side of her mouth to Malfoy as she spun the bottle.

"Even if I am a superb kisser?" Draco asked.

"Yes, even if you are a superb kisser," Heather replied.

"You know...you aren't so bad yourself," he whispered as he stretched passed her to grab a bag of spider crisps. Heather tried to contemplate this, but decided it was too much to think about so she focused her mind on the bottle that landed on Ginny.

"Truth or Dare?" Heather asked.

Yeah, I know! I know! I didn't want this to be a Heather/Draco thingy either but I couldn't help myself. You can complain as much as you want, I don't blame ya, but this is one of my first ficcy's and I hope you won't be too harsh. *winces* Well I hope you enjoyed it for the most part. If too many people hate the fact that they're together I'll split 'em up. *sigh* well thanks for reading!