(I had to repost this chapter because thanks to NellasLissesul I realised I had made a stupid mistake. Sorry for any confusion.)
"I dare you to make out with Weasley."
Blaise looked slowly around the room. "Which one?"
Draco looked horrified. "Not mine!" he said, placing a protective arm around Ginny. "That one," he said, pointing at Ron.
Neither of the boys looked particularly put out but this, although Blaise was trying to look horrified. It wasn't working.
"Ok…" he said. He stood and crossed the room, sitting on Ron's chair, which was clearly meant for only one person. Practically sitting on Ron's lap, Blaise leaned down, brushing his lips across Ron's.
"That is so hot," said Pansy from beside Ginny.
"Ew! That's my brother!" Ginny replied disgustedly.
After several moments, Ron toppled the both of them out of the chair and onto the floor, pinning Blaise beneath him. He grabbed both of his wrists and, with one hand, held them to the ground above Blaise's head. He ran his other hand up and down Blaise's stomach.
"Ok!" Draco jumped up, crossed the room, and kicked Ron off of Blaise. He then kicked Blaise in the stomach, just for effect.
"There's an empty room two doors down from the kitchen. Get going."
He kicked Blaise once more for good measure, and the boys scampered down the hall and out of sight.
"I am never going in that room ever again."
"Can we go back to our game now?" Ginny asked disgustedly.
"Well…it's Blaise's turn and he's gone," said Draco.
"Hey Malfoy. You got anything stronger than this?" asked Neville, holding up his butterbeer.
"Yeah…anyone wanna play shots of truth?" Draco asked as the idea came to him.
Most of the group agreed, but the ones who had grown up in muggle homes clearly had no idea hat Draco meant by this.
"What is that?" asked Hermione.
"Well…I raided my dad's old liquor cabinets for the strongest stuff I could find. What you do is you sit in a circle, and one person spins a bottle," said Draco.
Ginny continued. "Whoever the bottle points to has to stand up and say something they have never done. It could be something dirty, dangerous, or illegal. Whatever."
Draco finished for her. "Anyone who has done this thing has to take a shot of the stuff. Then the person who stood up spins the bottle."
"That sounds cool," said Colin.
"So are we playing, then?" asked Draco. The group nodded their agreement, and Draco went into the kitchen to get the stuff they needed.
"Can I spin it first?" asked Luna.
Draco came back in carrying a tray with two large bottles and about a dozen shot glasses. He set the tray in the middle and rejoined Ginny on the couch.
Luna crawled forward and spun the bottle. It spun very quickly, and several moments later it stopped, pointing directly at Harry.
Harry groaned as he stood up. "Something I've never done…um…" Harry stood in thought for a few moments. "I've never done any bondage stuff."
Draco and Ginny both turned red at this, and, surprisingly, so did Neville. "Neville?" asked Hermione.
"Heh…" Neville downed his shot and returned to his seat, hiding his face with a pillow. Ginny and Draco both swallowed theirs and went back to their seats, this time Ginny sitting on Draco's lap.
"That stuff is strong…I'm already feeling a little light-headed," said Ginny.
"This should be interesting," Draco smirked at her.
She rolled her eyes.
Harry spun the bottle. It pointed at Luna.
She stood up. "I've never had sex on a table before…"
Draco laughed. Harry, Parvati, Pansy, Hermione, Draco, and Ginny all took their shots.
Luna spun the bottle once again. It landed on Millicent.
She climbed up from her seat.
"I've never had sex with a guy before…" she said sheepishly.
Several of the boys in the room looked mildly surprised and a little turned on by this.
Ginny, Hermione, Pansy, Parvati, Luna, Lavender, and Hanna stood and took their shots.
Ron closed the door and put several locking and silencing charms on the door. He walked over to Blaise who was leaning against the wall breathing heavily.
He lifted up the Slytherin's shirt and looked at his ribs. "It's bruising already." He knelt down and began placing feather light kisses over the place where Draco had kicked him.
Blaise relaxed against the wall and sighed. "Weasley…" he whispered.
"Don't call me that," Ron whispered back.
"Ron…" Blaise said after a few moments. He reached down and pulled Ron up to his lips.
"Blaise…" Ron whispered against his lips as he slipped his leg between the redhead's thighs.
Back in the den, the game had come to a halt as most occupants of the room were now too drunk to remember how to play.
Particularly Draco and Ginny…it appeared that they had done almost everything imaginable. They had taken shots for having sex on a table, in a quidditch stadium, in someone else's bed, in the great hall, in the kitchens. They had also admitted to bondage, drunken sex, using sex toys, and giving/receiving a lap dance.
So basically…they were drunk.
Ginny was lying on top of Draco, who was stretched out on a couch, planting kisses all over his still bare chest and abs.
Draco was giggling madly, like a little girl being tickled.
"You're sexy," Ginny slurred.
This made Draco laugh even harder. "I know!"
Ginny punched him in the ribs.
Draco stopped laughing. "Hey! What was that for?"
"You're supposed to say 'so are you'…not 'I know'!" said Ginny.
"Oh." Said Draco, seemingly dumbfounded. "Ok. You're sexy too."