"Okay everyone!" Dean Thomas said as all the Gryffindor first years, girls and boys, sat in a large circle in the common room. "We're going to play spin the magic bottle. For those unfamiliar, whoever the bottle lands on when you spin it, you kiss, and usually, that person is destined to become your significant other. Once you kiss someone, you stand with them on the outside of the circle. So, what are we waiting for? Let's spin!"
Dean brought out a tall empty glass potions bottle and spun it to see who would go first with the actual kissing.
The bottle landed on Neville. He blushed, apparantly nervous about going first. He stepped into the middle of the circle and spun the bottle.

Spin-Spin-Spin-Spin

It landed right on Hermione. Neville blushed furiously at this. He hoped Hermione didn't notice. Slowly, she stood up and walked to Neville. It would only be a quick peck on the lips. Neville looked up at Hermione and noticed just how pretty she was. They leaned forward and ended up kissing a lot longer than planned. If Dean hadn't cleared his throat loudly to stop them, they might've engaged in a fully-fledged snogging. They both blushed once again and went off to the sidelines.
After quite a few more pairs, it was Harry's turn to spin the bottle. He heart sunk and he started to sweat. He never admitted to anyone about his feelings for Ron, and now, it might just be revealed to all of Gryffindor. And if Ron was disgusted....well he didn't think he could bare it.

Spin-Spin-Spin-Spin

Ron.
Harry's stomach lurched. Could he...is it possible? Actually, Harry thought to himself, Ron looked flustered rather than disgusted.
"You may spin again, sometimes it lands on the same sex by accident." Dean stated,
Harry, (and Ron), looked disappointed, but he spun it again anyway.

Spin-Spin-Spin-Spin-Spin

Ron agan.
This time, Harry could swear he saw Ron smile.
"That's odd..." commented Dean, "Well...once more I suppose...otherwise...well look at that you both came out."

Spin-Spin-Spin-Spin

Ron.
This time they definitely blushed and smiled. Ron got up and made his way over to Harry. They stood in silence for a moment before he wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and kissed him. Or was it frenched him? Kissing...frenching...both? Ah hell, they kissed like there was no tomorrow.