(A/N: I am sooo sorry for the longest time to update ever! I apologise to my reviewers so much!)

(A/N2: I also want to thank all of you who reviewed and give a GIANT thank you! to my beta reader, best friend, and soul sister; Cammie! (aka TartanLioness)

The Drinking game

Minerva was sitting in a comfortable chair reading one of her favorite muggle fairytales, by Hans Christian Andersen, when she heard a knock on her door. She knew it was her friends, so she yelled the password and the door opened for them. In walked Selene, Rolanda and Poppy, each holding a pillow and a sleeping bag.

"We have to initiate you. So we're having a little party. I won't call it a 'sleep-over' as I don't foresee any sleeping", Selene smiled and each of the three girls started to set up their sleeping bags. Poppy had a wooden box, big enough for three wine bottles at the very least.

"You didn't think that we were just going to stay up all night talking, did you?", Poppy smiled mischievously and set down the box. She opened it and pulled out twelve small bottles, each a different color. They were blue, green, red, yellow, orange, clear, black, purple, white, brown, grey and a brilliant gold one. (A/N: for those of you who just re-read and counted the colors; yes, I can count...lol...)

"What do you three have planned?", Minerva eyed them suspiciously but smiled to show her curiousity.

"We're going to have some not-so-innocent fun", Rolanda mocked their female teenage students, "And maybe we'll even owl some boys!"

"Ok, Minerva. Pick a number between one and twelve.", Selene told her.

"Four."

"And another."

"Ten"

"Okay, fourteen. One plus four is five.", Selene handed Minerva the orange bottle, "Here you go. That's a truth potion. How you play this game is; one person, in this case me, picks another person. The picked person, in this case you, picks two numbers. I add them up. You picked four and ten, which equals fourteen. Then you add the two digits of the number together and that's the bottle that they get. Depending on the bottle you get, you will have to say or do whatever pertains to the bottle without question or hesitation. Now that I've got that explained to you, any questions?"

"Sounds like you guys", Minerva smiled, "Well here goes nothing. Bottoms up!", and with that she downed the truth potion.

"We know you're madly in love with our dear headmaster, but how long have you been in love with him? Meaning what year were we in?", Selene questioned the truth potion influenced woman.

"We were in second year when I became fond of him and Albus and I became close friends in fourth year. But it wasn't until sixth year that I became infatuated with him. And look at me now! All of that dreaming rewarded me with a snog in his office!", Minerva clamped her hand over her mouth and her eyes widened.

Selene, Rolanda and Poppy shrieked with laughter and it was quite a few minutes before any of the three regained any of their composure whatsoever.

"I love this game", Poppy said when she finally stopped laughing and smirked, "Min, it's your turn. Pick someone and start adding."

"Rolanda-", Minerva started to say something.

"Wait! Mix the order of the bottles, Selene! Otherwise I could cheat and you remember what happened the last time I cheated!", Rolanda smirked as Selene's face turned to a suttle crimson colour.

Selene mixed the bottles' order and replaced the empty orange bottle back in the box.

"Rolanda, pick two numbers, between one and eleven now."

"Six and eleven", Rolanda blurted out without thinking.

"Seventeen...That equals eight.", Minerva counted along the row of bottles until she got to the eighth one, "White? What does that one mean?"

"YES!", Rolanda shrieked.

Poppy started to explain, "The white bottle is the safe bottle. Rolanda has immunity from all charms and hexes for the remainder of the night. That's one of the best ones to get.", Poppy looked slightly jealous at Rolanda, who smirked in return.

"My turn.", Rolanda crooned happily, "Selene."

"Nine and ten."

"Nineteen. That's ten! Gold! Dare! Yes!", Rolanda obviously has a good one, "Call us Filius!"

"NO! NO! Not again Ro! Ungh! I hate you!"

"No you don't..."

"YES I DO!"

"Just kidding anyways...I don't think Minerva's ready for the horror of seeing you snog someone. Expecially Filius! Wait! Down the drink, 'Lene."

Selene reluctantly frank the contents of the gold bottle and waited for Rolanda's real dare...that is, if she still had one...and by golly she didn't...

"I dare you to...uh...um...I dare you to...Take seventy points away from your own house! I know it's a crappy dare, but since we ruled out snogging ("for now", she added under her breath) I've got nothing."

"I still hate you", Selene's house, Slytherin, was now in third place, only abouve Hufflepuff, "My turn", Selene looked to Poppy, "You"

"Two and eight."

"Ten. BLUE!"

"Crap", Poppy rolled her eyes.

"Tell us, Poppy, What's your fantasy and who do you wish to be in it?", Selene smirked, as she knew both of the answers to what Poppy thought was an evil question.

"Alastor Moody", she sighed romantically and revealed her fantasy fully, "Midnight, in the infirmary. I'll let you do the math and spare you the details.", Poppy copied what Minerva had done earlier and clamped her hands over her flapping jaw to shut herself up.

All of the room's other occupants burt out into hysterical laughter. Poppy pointed at Rolanda, "Pick numbers. Now."

"One and six."

"Seven. MUGGLE! HAH! YOU LOSE!"

"Damnit!"

"What?", Minerva was lost (for lack of better words), "Uh, guys...Brown obviously means muggle. But what exactly does she have to do?"

"What do we have that muggles somehow live without?", Poppy smiled at Rolanda mockingly sweet.

"Rolanda can't do magic! Score! For the rest of the night?", Minerva smiled as Selene nodded positively, "Well that saves the lot of us from her twisted mind."

Rolanda drank the potion and had a very disgusted look on her face when it was gone. The potion had obviously had a very foul taste to it.

"Me again?", Rolanda smiled, "Min?", Rolanda's smile turned into a smirk, "Out of seven."

"I'll say three and seven", Minerva randomly picked her two numbers very quickly.

"Ten...one...", Rolanda snorted, "Drink up", minerva drank out of the green bottle, but only half, "All of it Minnie"

"I am! And don't call me Minnie!", Minerva snapped right before she drank the rest of the liquid.

"And now tell us a dream of yours, something good, something embarassing", Rolanda smirked with anticipation.

End Chapter

And this is where I keep the next chapter as a pet for another week or so, in the words of one of my reviewers who emailed me, which made me post this quicker than it would have been posted! You know who you are and thanks! Sorry you all, I ALMOST forgot abou this story! Hee!

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