Game of Seduction
PG-13 (for now)
Ryo Angel
Truth, Dare, or Strip - Round One ---
A group sat around Draco and Hermione's common room in a circle, members from all houses were scattered around the room, but the party was mainly comprised of brave Gryffindors and sly Slytherins. Draco and Hermione shared a grin and joined them; a flick of their wands and the lights were off, casting everyone in eerie darkness, the only light came from the flickering fire and the atmosphere grew chill. Around them, snacks and whatnots littered the table and since most of the invitees were in their seventh year, butterbeer was replaced with something stronger and stiffer to encourage everyone.
Draco stood, "We've gathered you all here today to have a small party of sorts. As you all should know, this is the second week of February, and it's flirting week... so we, Hermione and I, have decided to host this little get-together to give you all a chance to... flirt." He grins, "And for those with little courage, well, you'll see once we explain the rules."
He gestured for Hermione to take center stage and she stood with a quiet little smirk, all eyes on her as she strode forward. "It's boring to just mingle around, so we decided to play a little game with you all. Truth, Dare, or Strip." As she said the last word, her eyes fell on Ron and she winked at him. "The rules are very simple. You first pick truth or dare, and you do hear it out first. If you choose to decline either, you strip. Males from heads up, females from heads down, to protect a bit of our modesty as well as to give us some time to build up the courage. But here's the stickler." She turned to Draco to continue.
"Should you decline a truth, you strip two pieces of garments. Decline a dare, you strip one." He paused for a moment to let that sink in before he told them the catch.
"But that's not fair!" The youngest Weasley cried out, "Sometimes truth is harder to tell than to actually act out something."
Murmurs from around the room started and Draco held up his hands to calm them down. "You didn't let me finish, Weasley." Draco sneered, "Otherwise you would know to shut up."
Ron stood up, hands clenched into tight fists, "Don't tell my sister to shut up, ferret face!"
"Better a ferret than a Weasel." Eye to eye, the two glared at each other like two wary animals just waiting for the other to move so they can defend themselves. Hermione rolled her eyes before stepping between them.
"Oh, grow up." Pushing the two of them down, she took center stage, "It's true," She addressed Ginny, "That really isn't too fair, so here's the catch. You can only decline once. After that, if you decline, you strip all the way, no matter if you decline a truth or a dare."
The males looked at each other and grinned while the girls frowned.
Hermione smiled, "If you don't think you can take it... by all means," The door opened, "Leave."
Some left, but many stayed. Those that stayed comprised mainly of Gryffindors and Slytherins. A half-circle around the fire, Draco produced an opaque bottle and placed it in the center, "I go first." He said with a wicked little grin before spinning it. All eyes followed the spinning bottle with unease; after all, this is Draco Malfoy they were dealing with. Who knows what dirty little truths he'd want to know to blackmail them with? Who knows what wicked dares he'll toss? When the bottle slowed, all held their breaths. When the bottle stopped, all looked at the dragon with curiosity. It stopped at the fire. Now what?
Draco half-pouted before he poured himself a shot of whatever was in the bottle and downed it, "You miss, you take a shot." He muttered.
All nodded and Hermione took up the bottle and gave it a tiny spin. Round and round it went, where it stopped, Neville swallowed loudly.
"Truth or Dare, Neville." Hermione asked with a small friendly smile.
"Uh..." Neville stalled. Truth or dare? Two choices. Should he pick option number three and just strip regardless? "Dare." Eh, if he doesn't like it, he'll just strip once, no biggie. All he has to do is not decline the rest.
"I dare you to..." Hermione paused to think. Neville really has grown up these past few years... he's still somewhat shy, but he's nothing to be ashamed of... an average body, he lost all his baby fat and has a decent voice... that's it!
"I dare you to serenade Professor Trelawney..." Neville blanched at her words and paled further when she finished, "As Professor Snape."
Draco's eyebrows shot up in surprise and everyone around him started to laugh, all egging Neville on.
Harry got up and offered Neville a shot of vodka, "Come on, it's not like they'll know you have anything to do with it… I'll even let you borrow my invisibility cloak so you can come and go without being noticed."
Neville still wasn't sure, but still, the chances of anyone finding out is slim… and it's better to save stripping for something really bad... after all, he could only do that once before he has to go all the way.
Finally, after three shots of Vodka, two shots of gin, and a glass of Midnight Brew, Neville took the polyjuice with a strand of Snape's hair and stood in front of Professor Trelawney's door. Downing the polyjuice, he felt himself change and taking a deep breath, he knocked. Once, twice... the door slowly opened, "Sevvie!"
Music started and the group watched in the safety of the common room while Neville wrenched out Bryan Adam's Heaven to their Divination professor who listened with hearts in her eyes and she sighed happily as Neville started getting into the part and got down on bended knee.
"You know... Neville doesn't have that bad a voice." Ginny said with a thoughtful smile.
"Don't you mean Professor Snape?" Blaise laughed, "I can't wait to see their faces tomorrow. Oh Sevvie!" He clapped his hands together and fluttered his eyelashes.
The group around them all laughed and turned their heads to see Neville coming in just as the polyjuice effect wore off.
"Great going Neville!" The gang clapped their hands to his back and the girls all grinned at him. "You can be sure her dreams will be filled with Snape." Everyone laughed again as a tipsy Neville got back into the circle, his hands going to the bottle and turned it with gusto. Everyone looked at it eagerly, wondering who the next sap would be... "Draco! Truth or dare?" Neville shouted eager to humiliate the dragon.
Draco twirled the brandy in his hand and tossed his head, "I've never refused a dare."
Neville rubbed his hands in glee, "I dare you to French kiss Harry for five minutes!" He pointed to the Boy-who-lived... who is currently about take a big bite of onion rings. Harry froze, then quickly stuffed his face with it and smiled as Draco looked on with distaste.
"You got to be kidding me, mate." Ron was the first to jump up and object, "Just because you want to humiliate Draco doesn't mean you have to pull Harry into it." He turned to Hermione for help, "Isn't there anything in the rules about it?"
Hermione scratched her head; this hasn't really come up before… she was somewhat surprised when Harry spoke. Somewhat. She just KNEW Harry felt something for the blonde dragon.
"When a dare involves another person indirectly, the person in question can refuse…" Harry looked at Draco before taking another onion ring and stuffing it in his mouth, "But in this case… I accept it." Harry grinned, "Come here, Drakie." He smiled a wicked little grin and beckoned with one hand. Who cares if everyone thinks he lost his mind? He gets a sweet kiss from his obsession... oh, be still my beating heart...
Draco eyed the Boy-who-lived with distaste. True, he had been dying to obtain one sweet kiss from this creature of the light, but does it have to be with onion breath? Not even magic can really get rid of THAT…
Shocked at the dare, Draco's housemates looked on in amusement. Why would the Boy-who-lived voluntarily kiss Draco Malfoy? His most hated enemy? Was there something going on that they didn't know about? The rumor mill is going to be busy tomorrow.
Draco edged towards Harry, going through all the spells in his mind, trying to find the most powerful spell to get rid of onion breath. With a sigh, he popped a breath mint into his mouth, muttered a spell, grabbed the man in front of him and with one fluid motion, pressed his lips against his.
Harry was surprised and his eyes went wide before he realized that he really was kissing Draco Malfoy. The guy who made his first three years a living hell… but DAMN! he was a brilliant kisser. Slowly, bit by bit, he relaxed, closed his eyes and allowed Draco to take control. Harry moaned as Draco captured his lower lips with his teeth and nibbled slowly on it. Bit by bit, they lost themselves in the kiss. There was no resistance as Draco's tongue sought out his own. He gladly and willingly opened his mouth and was again surprised by the sweetness that entered his mouth.
Their tongues danced for dominance and the group looked on with fascination. Two mortal enemies… locked in a passionate embrace in the middle of the room with everyone looking. God, it was the sexiest thing they had ever seen. Many of the males shifted uncomfortably and wondered when the five minutes would be up. Watching the sex god in action was a sight to behold indeed.
Hermione kept her eyes politely on her watch and cleared her throat softly when the five minutes were up. "Ahem!" She tried again louder and all around her, people stared at the two who showed no sign of stopping soon. If anything, they pressed against each other harder, tighter... the moans growing louder... and the hands wandered lower.
"Draco Malfoy! Harry Potter! Let's keep the game going! Please." The crowd looked on with amusement when the two didn't appear to hear a word the young witch was saying. Annoyed now, Hermione took out her wand, "On the count of three, if you two don't break apart... one." The two kept at it. "Two..." Reluctantly, Draco pushed Harry away, "Thought you'd see it my way." Hermione smirked at the glowering Draco, "Your turn, dear."
Author's Notes
Round one is done. Anyone want more?
I have good news and bad news. I wrote up at least 3 more chapters after this one. Bad news, I'm starting college tomorrow and probably won't have time to write as much... or even update as much... hopefully I will have enough time Wish me luck!
I know I'm a day late in updates, but wouldn't allow me to sign in yesterday because of some kind of administration deal, so I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
To my reviewers:
Makalani Astral - I'm glad you liked!
icriedwhensiriusdied - Thanks for the info. I went back and fixed it. ; Told you guys I'm not a serious HP fan ;
Audre - Thanks for the names, but since I finished it, I might do another TDorS as a separate story... if I have time .
Kaaera - Did you enjoy this one?
REiss - Yeesh... Now I'm really scared...And yes, Draco and Harry are made for each other. THey balance each other out.
Allison LUpin - I updated!
nightchild87 - I'm glad they don't seem too OOC... that's always a worry of mine when I start writing Draco...
Remember to read AND REVIEW! It's what keeps the peace
Ryo Angel
Truth, Dare, or Strip - Round One ---
A group sat around Draco and Hermione's common room in a circle, members from all houses were scattered around the room, but the party was mainly comprised of brave Gryffindors and sly Slytherins. Draco and Hermione shared a grin and joined them; a flick of their wands and the lights were off, casting everyone in eerie darkness, the only light came from the flickering fire and the atmosphere grew chill. Around them, snacks and whatnots littered the table and since most of the invitees were in their seventh year, butterbeer was replaced with something stronger and stiffer to encourage everyone.
Draco stood, "We've gathered you all here today to have a small party of sorts. As you all should know, this is the second week of February, and it's flirting week... so we, Hermione and I, have decided to host this little get-together to give you all a chance to... flirt." He grins, "And for those with little courage, well, you'll see once we explain the rules."
He gestured for Hermione to take center stage and she stood with a quiet little smirk, all eyes on her as she strode forward. "It's boring to just mingle around, so we decided to play a little game with you all. Truth, Dare, or Strip." As she said the last word, her eyes fell on Ron and she winked at him. "The rules are very simple. You first pick truth or dare, and you do hear it out first. If you choose to decline either, you strip. Males from heads up, females from heads down, to protect a bit of our modesty as well as to give us some time to build up the courage. But here's the stickler." She turned to Draco to continue.
"Should you decline a truth, you strip two pieces of garments. Decline a dare, you strip one." He paused for a moment to let that sink in before he told them the catch.
"But that's not fair!" The youngest Weasley cried out, "Sometimes truth is harder to tell than to actually act out something."
Murmurs from around the room started and Draco held up his hands to calm them down. "You didn't let me finish, Weasley." Draco sneered, "Otherwise you would know to shut up."
Ron stood up, hands clenched into tight fists, "Don't tell my sister to shut up, ferret face!"
"Better a ferret than a Weasel." Eye to eye, the two glared at each other like two wary animals just waiting for the other to move so they can defend themselves. Hermione rolled her eyes before stepping between them.
"Oh, grow up." Pushing the two of them down, she took center stage, "It's true," She addressed Ginny, "That really isn't too fair, so here's the catch. You can only decline once. After that, if you decline, you strip all the way, no matter if you decline a truth or a dare."
The males looked at each other and grinned while the girls frowned.
Hermione smiled, "If you don't think you can take it... by all means," The door opened, "Leave."
Some left, but many stayed. Those that stayed comprised mainly of Gryffindors and Slytherins. A half-circle around the fire, Draco produced an opaque bottle and placed it in the center, "I go first." He said with a wicked little grin before spinning it. All eyes followed the spinning bottle with unease; after all, this is Draco Malfoy they were dealing with. Who knows what dirty little truths he'd want to know to blackmail them with? Who knows what wicked dares he'll toss? When the bottle slowed, all held their breaths. When the bottle stopped, all looked at the dragon with curiosity. It stopped at the fire. Now what?
Draco half-pouted before he poured himself a shot of whatever was in the bottle and downed it, "You miss, you take a shot." He muttered.
All nodded and Hermione took up the bottle and gave it a tiny spin. Round and round it went, where it stopped, Neville swallowed loudly.
"Truth or Dare, Neville." Hermione asked with a small friendly smile.
"Uh..." Neville stalled. Truth or dare? Two choices. Should he pick option number three and just strip regardless? "Dare." Eh, if he doesn't like it, he'll just strip once, no biggie. All he has to do is not decline the rest.
"I dare you to..." Hermione paused to think. Neville really has grown up these past few years... he's still somewhat shy, but he's nothing to be ashamed of... an average body, he lost all his baby fat and has a decent voice... that's it!
"I dare you to serenade Professor Trelawney..." Neville blanched at her words and paled further when she finished, "As Professor Snape."
Draco's eyebrows shot up in surprise and everyone around him started to laugh, all egging Neville on.
Harry got up and offered Neville a shot of vodka, "Come on, it's not like they'll know you have anything to do with it… I'll even let you borrow my invisibility cloak so you can come and go without being noticed."
Neville still wasn't sure, but still, the chances of anyone finding out is slim… and it's better to save stripping for something really bad... after all, he could only do that once before he has to go all the way.
Finally, after three shots of Vodka, two shots of gin, and a glass of Midnight Brew, Neville took the polyjuice with a strand of Snape's hair and stood in front of Professor Trelawney's door. Downing the polyjuice, he felt himself change and taking a deep breath, he knocked. Once, twice... the door slowly opened, "Sevvie!"
Music started and the group watched in the safety of the common room while Neville wrenched out Bryan Adam's Heaven to their Divination professor who listened with hearts in her eyes and she sighed happily as Neville started getting into the part and got down on bended knee.
"You know... Neville doesn't have that bad a voice." Ginny said with a thoughtful smile.
"Don't you mean Professor Snape?" Blaise laughed, "I can't wait to see their faces tomorrow. Oh Sevvie!" He clapped his hands together and fluttered his eyelashes.
The group around them all laughed and turned their heads to see Neville coming in just as the polyjuice effect wore off.
"Great going Neville!" The gang clapped their hands to his back and the girls all grinned at him. "You can be sure her dreams will be filled with Snape." Everyone laughed again as a tipsy Neville got back into the circle, his hands going to the bottle and turned it with gusto. Everyone looked at it eagerly, wondering who the next sap would be... "Draco! Truth or dare?" Neville shouted eager to humiliate the dragon.
Draco twirled the brandy in his hand and tossed his head, "I've never refused a dare."
Neville rubbed his hands in glee, "I dare you to French kiss Harry for five minutes!" He pointed to the Boy-who-lived... who is currently about take a big bite of onion rings. Harry froze, then quickly stuffed his face with it and smiled as Draco looked on with distaste.
"You got to be kidding me, mate." Ron was the first to jump up and object, "Just because you want to humiliate Draco doesn't mean you have to pull Harry into it." He turned to Hermione for help, "Isn't there anything in the rules about it?"
Hermione scratched her head; this hasn't really come up before… she was somewhat surprised when Harry spoke. Somewhat. She just KNEW Harry felt something for the blonde dragon.
"When a dare involves another person indirectly, the person in question can refuse…" Harry looked at Draco before taking another onion ring and stuffing it in his mouth, "But in this case… I accept it." Harry grinned, "Come here, Drakie." He smiled a wicked little grin and beckoned with one hand. Who cares if everyone thinks he lost his mind? He gets a sweet kiss from his obsession... oh, be still my beating heart...
Draco eyed the Boy-who-lived with distaste. True, he had been dying to obtain one sweet kiss from this creature of the light, but does it have to be with onion breath? Not even magic can really get rid of THAT…
Shocked at the dare, Draco's housemates looked on in amusement. Why would the Boy-who-lived voluntarily kiss Draco Malfoy? His most hated enemy? Was there something going on that they didn't know about? The rumor mill is going to be busy tomorrow.
Draco edged towards Harry, going through all the spells in his mind, trying to find the most powerful spell to get rid of onion breath. With a sigh, he popped a breath mint into his mouth, muttered a spell, grabbed the man in front of him and with one fluid motion, pressed his lips against his.
Harry was surprised and his eyes went wide before he realized that he really was kissing Draco Malfoy. The guy who made his first three years a living hell… but DAMN! he was a brilliant kisser. Slowly, bit by bit, he relaxed, closed his eyes and allowed Draco to take control. Harry moaned as Draco captured his lower lips with his teeth and nibbled slowly on it. Bit by bit, they lost themselves in the kiss. There was no resistance as Draco's tongue sought out his own. He gladly and willingly opened his mouth and was again surprised by the sweetness that entered his mouth.
Their tongues danced for dominance and the group looked on with fascination. Two mortal enemies… locked in a passionate embrace in the middle of the room with everyone looking. God, it was the sexiest thing they had ever seen. Many of the males shifted uncomfortably and wondered when the five minutes would be up. Watching the sex god in action was a sight to behold indeed.
Hermione kept her eyes politely on her watch and cleared her throat softly when the five minutes were up. "Ahem!" She tried again louder and all around her, people stared at the two who showed no sign of stopping soon. If anything, they pressed against each other harder, tighter... the moans growing louder... and the hands wandered lower.
"Draco Malfoy! Harry Potter! Let's keep the game going! Please." The crowd looked on with amusement when the two didn't appear to hear a word the young witch was saying. Annoyed now, Hermione took out her wand, "On the count of three, if you two don't break apart... one." The two kept at it. "Two..." Reluctantly, Draco pushed Harry away, "Thought you'd see it my way." Hermione smirked at the glowering Draco, "Your turn, dear."
Author's Notes
Round one is done. Anyone want more?
I have good news and bad news. I wrote up at least 3 more chapters after this one. Bad news, I'm starting college tomorrow and probably won't have time to write as much... or even update as much... hopefully I will have enough time Wish me luck!
I know I'm a day late in updates, but wouldn't allow me to sign in yesterday because of some kind of administration deal, so I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
To my reviewers:
Makalani Astral - I'm glad you liked!
icriedwhensiriusdied - Thanks for the info. I went back and fixed it. ; Told you guys I'm not a serious HP fan ;
Audre - Thanks for the names, but since I finished it, I might do another TDorS as a separate story... if I have time .
Kaaera - Did you enjoy this one?
REiss - Yeesh... Now I'm really scared...And yes, Draco and Harry are made for each other. THey balance each other out.
Allison LUpin - I updated!
nightchild87 - I'm glad they don't seem too OOC... that's always a worry of mine when I start writing Draco...
Remember to read AND REVIEW! It's what keeps the peace