A/N- Alright, here's some more! This whole chapter is I Never! Coming soon-
Revenge on Percy and Cissa's Plan! I can't wait! R/R!
"So where are we going to play 'I Never'?" Sirius asked, full of enthusiasm. Draco glared at him. He was angry at anyone who was actually enjoying themself. "Well we're certainly not playing in the Slytherin Common Room," he drawled, hoping to limit Sirius's enthusiasm.
Naturally, it didn't work. But before anyone else could make a suggestion, Hermione spoke up. "Wait. Can we please just invite two more people to play?" she asked, blushing slightly. Everyone knew she was talking about Ron [and Pansy]. "Alright," Sirius relented, "But nobody else. Otherwise it'll be annoying."
Luckily, they didn't have to look far to find them. Ron and Pansy were standing right near the entrance to the Great Hall, looking very bored. "Hey Hermione," Ron said quietly. Hermione beamed. "Hey Ron. Hi Pansy. Do you want to play 'I Never' with us?" she asked, face reddening.
Pansy wrinkled her nose. After her 'interesting' Truth or Dare experience, she didn't really want to play another game that was anything like it. But Ron was already nodding his head in a way that rivaled Nearly Headless Nick, so she gave in. "Fine," Pansy said, eyeing Draco slyly.
"Alright, so where should we play?" Sirius asked, now addressing all seven other people. No one spoke for a second. They were all thinking. Well, Draco and Cissa weren't thinking too hard, but they were keeping quiet about it.
"Well," Ron said, speaking up, "we could always play it up in my dorm." He looked around at everyone, to get an idea of whether or not this was an acceptable suggestion. "That's a great idea!" Sirius said excitedly, "Lead the way, Ron!"
They walked right back to the common room, where they had started. Sirius said the password, because no one else would. "Hey, Fred and George aren't here anymore!" Ron noted in surprise, "I wonder where they went?" Hermione laughed. "Knowing them, I probably don't want to know," she said ruefully.
After walking up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower, Ron let them all into the boys' dormitory. Harry, Seamus, Dean, and Neville weren't there, which was probably good. Ron doubted it would have been very comfortable to have more than the eight of them up there at once.
Once the last one in (Draco) had closed the door behind them, they all sat down in something resembling a circle, sprawled on the floor. "I'm sitting next to Draco!" Pansy said, and she sat down on one side of him, dragging Ron with her.
After some controversy over who was sitting where, the final circle was: Hermione, Draco, Pansy, Ron, Cissa, Remus, Sirius, and Parvati. "Okay, now what kind of 'I Never' are we going to play?" Sirius asked eagerly.
"There's more than one kind?" Draco asked incredulously. Sirius rolled his eyes. "Cissa, haven't you taught him anything?" he asked, sniggering, "Yes, there's more than one kind. We could play Strip, or the kind where you have to drink a Butterbeer or Firewhiskey or something, or anything! So which kind do you guys want to play?"
"I'll play anything but Strip," Hermione said, glancing around at the group playing with them, "There's no way I'd do that. Especially not which Malfoy in the room." Draco snickered. "Not as if I'd actually *want* to see that. I don't need that sort of scarring," he drawled.
"Alright, well why don't we play the typical kind where you have to take a swig of Firewhiskey then," Sirius suggested. "Works for me!" Remmie said easy-goingly. With that, Sirius conjured up a couple bottles of Firewhiskey, and a shot glass for each of them, and put it in the middle of the circle.
"I'll go first," Hermione volunteered bravely. Sirius agreed, and so Hermione thought of something. It wasn't too hard for her to think of something she'd never done. There were a lot of things she'd never done. "Alright," she said, "I've never snogged someone for real before."
Sirius laughed. "Alright," he said, appointing himself bartender, "If you've snogged someone for real, raise your hand, and I'll pour some Firewhiskey into your shot glass." Everyone but Ron [and Hermione] raised their hands, meaning they all had to drink the small shot that Sirius poured them. He had to drink one too, of course.
"Draco, you're next," Sirius said, because Draco was sitting next to Hermione in the pathetic excuse for a circle. Draco nodded, and looked around the room, trying to get an idea. "Oh! I know!" he exclaimed excitedly, "I've never kissed someone the same sex as me!"
Sirius and Remus both raised their hands, Remus turning red as he did. Sirius filled both their shot glasses, and they took their second shot. Pansy didn't even need prompting before she went. "I've never run around my common room naked!" she said, giggling. "That surprises me," Ron said, looking at her with distaste.
For this, Sirius was the only one who raised his hand. "I remember that!" Remmie said, sniggering, "James and I didn't shut up about it for days!" He looked like he was going to say something else, but Sirius put a hand over his mouth, and removed it only when he realized that he had to pour himself a shot, which he did.
"Er- my turn, I think," Ron said faintly, "Um- I've never gotten totally drunk." Hermione grinned at him. "Thank God for that," she said appreciatively. Cissa raised her hand defiantly, and Sirius raised his too, for the fourth time. "Mum, you're such a hypocrite! You won't let me get drunk!" Draco said, whining.
Cissa rolled her eyes, and drank the shot that Sirius poured for her as he drank his own. Then she said her own idea. "I've never shaved my head," she said, laughing at the very thought of it. For once, not even Sirius raised his hand. "You stumped us all, Cissa," Remmie laughed.
Cissa frowned. She was obviously hoping to get at least someone to take a drink. "Damn. Lupin, it's your turn," she said sulkily. Lupin thought a second. "Alright," he said, smiling, "I've never spent an entire night up in the Astronomy Tower."
"Oh! I have! In your face, mum!" Draco said, with a wink at Pansy. She also raised her hand, along with Parvati, Cissa, and Sirius. Hermione and Ron still had yet to raise their hands at all. Sirius gave Parvati, Draco, and Pansy each their second shot, Cissa her third, and he took his fifth shot.
"Sirius, it's your turn," Remmie reminded him after a full minute had passed and Sirius hadn't gone. Sirius sniggered. "Oh yeah!" he said, with a tiny hint of a slur, "Er- Well, there's not much I've never done." He sat back, and thought hard. It was true, there wasn't much he hadn't done.
Then he looked at Cissa, and at Draco, and it dawned on him one thing he had never done and would never do. "I've never been pregnant!" he exclaimed with triumph. Everyone except Draco laughed as Cissa was the only one who put her hand up, and Sirius poured her a shot.
"That was a really stupid one, Black," Draco said sulkily. Sirius just rolled his eyes. Draco was being such a baby. "Alright, it's my turn," Parvati said excitedly, "I've never kissed Filch's cat!"
Everyone playing looked around at each other to see who, if anyone, would raise their hand. Finally, after a minute, Sirius raised his hand. "What? It was on a dare!" he said defensively as everyone laughed, "Anyway, it's your turn, Mione."
Hermione smiled. She had made it through an entire round without having to drink once. And she planned to make it through the whole game that way. There was no way she was going to drink Firewhiskey. And chances were good that she wouldn't have to.
"Okay," she said good-naturedly, "I've never- erm- written a love poem." Well, if she was being totally honest with herself, she had, but she didn't consider what she had written in her journal about Ron to be a love poem. And besides, she wasn't being totally honest with herself.
She was surprised to see that a few people actually raised their hands. Sirius did, Remus did, and (she blushed very much when she saw this) Ron did. After Sirius had drunk his seventh, and Remus had had his third, Sirius poured Ron his first. "Ron, have you ever had Firewhiskey before?" Remmie asked before Ron could pick the glass up.
Ron nodded. "Yeah, once or twice I've had a little bit that one of my brothers snuck to me," he said proudly. Hermione rolled her eyes. She didn't approve of this version of the game, although she thought it was slightly better than Strip.
As soon as Ron had finished the small shot glass, it was Draco's turn again. "Does anyone else find it incredibly obnoxious that Granger has yet to have her first shot this game? Actually, probably in her life?" he asked disdainfully. Pansy nodded, frowning at Hermione, and Cissa gave a small nod unnoticed to most people.
"I thought so," Draco said, "I mean, even Weasley has had one. And it wasn't the first in his life! It's just so annoying!" Hermione gave him a *look*. She was really starting to get annoyed at her supposed date. "Just get on with your turn," she said exasperatedly.
Suddenly the smirk that usually graced Draco's face was replaced with a grin- the same sort of grin Professor Snape might have worn if he was just about to take fifty points from Gryffindor. Everyone noticed it, because it was unusual, but only Hermione looked really nervous by it.
"Well," Draco drawled, very self-satisfied, "I've never gotten one hundred and twelve percent on an exam." Pansy snickered appreciatively, and Cissa seemed to wink at Draco. Hermione, however, gave him a look of outrage.
"That is so completely unfair!" she said, slowly raising her hand, along with Lupin, "Sirius, you're in charge, do I have to?" Sirius tried to clear his mind and think, finding this harder than usual. "Oh my. Sirius is in charge? Well, we're in trouble," Cissa said scornfully.
After a second, Sirius answered, "Sorry Mione, but rules are rules. You have to." If he had not had seven shots of Firewhiskey already, he might have been more likely to let her slide, but he wasn't thinking quite so straight. After pouring Remmie his shot, he poured Hermione hers.
She picked it up and looked at it distastefully. "I can't stand you, Draco Malfoy," she said angrily. Then, so as not to prolong her torture, she tipped her head back and poured the whole thing down her throat in one shot.
"Wow," Ron said, staring at her. "Oh! That's so strong! Yuck!" Hermione said disgustedly. Everyone but Ron laughed. It was so funny to see the look of revulsion on her face. "Sorry Hermione," Remmie said, feeling a little badly, "I'm sure you won't have to have any more."
And she didn't have to have one for Pansy's turn, though Parvati and Sirius did, or for Ron's (of course), or for Cissa's. By the time it got to be Professor Lupin's turn again, she and Ron had each had only one, Draco, Pansy, and Parvati had each had three, Cissa had had five, Remmie had had four, and Sirius had had a whopping ten.
"Alright, it's my turn," Remmie said, thinking hard. A lot of things had already been said, and he also wanted to think of something that Sirius hadn't done either, because in his opinion he had had quite enough Firewhiskey for one night. Actually, enough for five nights.
Then his eyes fell on Cissa. "I've never sat around playing a game and just let my- er- significant other go ahead and have a fling or affair or whatever with someone a whole lot younger than me," he said, realizing that that was exactly what she was doing.
Everyone looked at Cissa, who had a look of extreme surprise on her face. Then her eyes lit up. "I have," she said, pouring her own shot and gulping it down, "But I'm not going to any longer. Remus, Sirius, Sirius's date, you're going to have to come with me."
Looking surprised, Remmie and Parvati got up and walked to the door with Cissa. "Li'l help please?" Sirius asked from the floor, where he had tried to stand up and fallen down again. Parvati pulled him up, she and Remmie helped him out the door, following closely behind Cissa.
The door shut behind them. "What do you want to do now?" Pansy asked, not one for sitting around doing nothing (unless it was sitting around doing nothing with only herself and Draco). Ron and Hermione shrugged, and Draco made no suggestions. "Why don't we sit here and do nothing for five minutes, and if we don't have an idea by then, we leave," Hermione suggested after a minute of silence.
The other three agreed that it was the best idea they had, which wasn't really saying very much. "This is boring," Ron said after another minute, "I've had more fun practicing for Charms." Hermione nodded grimly, thinking that her idea really stunk.
"Well then," Draco said slowly, "Why don't we practice for Charms?" Hermione and Ron only had time to look at him in shock before he muttered a temporary sleep jinx and their heads hit the floor.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Pansy asked incredulously. Draco grinned at the thought of his brilliant plan. "Pansy, can't you just imagine Weasley's and Granger's reactions if they woke up next to each other in Weasley's bed?" he asked, sniggering.
Pansy's mouth hung open. She clearly thought it was the most brilliant plan she had ever heard. "Come on, help me move them!" Draco said, pulling back the covers of what he knew was Ron's bed (from the Chudley Cannon banner near it).
Pansy grabbed Ron's feet, and Draco took his shoulders, and they lifted him into his bed. Then they did the same to Hermione, putting her right next to him, and pulling up the covers. "This is going to be so great," Draco said, "In fifteen minutes, they'll wake up, and scream their heads off."
"So where are we going to play 'I Never'?" Sirius asked, full of enthusiasm. Draco glared at him. He was angry at anyone who was actually enjoying themself. "Well we're certainly not playing in the Slytherin Common Room," he drawled, hoping to limit Sirius's enthusiasm.
Naturally, it didn't work. But before anyone else could make a suggestion, Hermione spoke up. "Wait. Can we please just invite two more people to play?" she asked, blushing slightly. Everyone knew she was talking about Ron [and Pansy]. "Alright," Sirius relented, "But nobody else. Otherwise it'll be annoying."
Luckily, they didn't have to look far to find them. Ron and Pansy were standing right near the entrance to the Great Hall, looking very bored. "Hey Hermione," Ron said quietly. Hermione beamed. "Hey Ron. Hi Pansy. Do you want to play 'I Never' with us?" she asked, face reddening.
Pansy wrinkled her nose. After her 'interesting' Truth or Dare experience, she didn't really want to play another game that was anything like it. But Ron was already nodding his head in a way that rivaled Nearly Headless Nick, so she gave in. "Fine," Pansy said, eyeing Draco slyly.
"Alright, so where should we play?" Sirius asked, now addressing all seven other people. No one spoke for a second. They were all thinking. Well, Draco and Cissa weren't thinking too hard, but they were keeping quiet about it.
"Well," Ron said, speaking up, "we could always play it up in my dorm." He looked around at everyone, to get an idea of whether or not this was an acceptable suggestion. "That's a great idea!" Sirius said excitedly, "Lead the way, Ron!"
They walked right back to the common room, where they had started. Sirius said the password, because no one else would. "Hey, Fred and George aren't here anymore!" Ron noted in surprise, "I wonder where they went?" Hermione laughed. "Knowing them, I probably don't want to know," she said ruefully.
After walking up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower, Ron let them all into the boys' dormitory. Harry, Seamus, Dean, and Neville weren't there, which was probably good. Ron doubted it would have been very comfortable to have more than the eight of them up there at once.
Once the last one in (Draco) had closed the door behind them, they all sat down in something resembling a circle, sprawled on the floor. "I'm sitting next to Draco!" Pansy said, and she sat down on one side of him, dragging Ron with her.
After some controversy over who was sitting where, the final circle was: Hermione, Draco, Pansy, Ron, Cissa, Remus, Sirius, and Parvati. "Okay, now what kind of 'I Never' are we going to play?" Sirius asked eagerly.
"There's more than one kind?" Draco asked incredulously. Sirius rolled his eyes. "Cissa, haven't you taught him anything?" he asked, sniggering, "Yes, there's more than one kind. We could play Strip, or the kind where you have to drink a Butterbeer or Firewhiskey or something, or anything! So which kind do you guys want to play?"
"I'll play anything but Strip," Hermione said, glancing around at the group playing with them, "There's no way I'd do that. Especially not which Malfoy in the room." Draco snickered. "Not as if I'd actually *want* to see that. I don't need that sort of scarring," he drawled.
"Alright, well why don't we play the typical kind where you have to take a swig of Firewhiskey then," Sirius suggested. "Works for me!" Remmie said easy-goingly. With that, Sirius conjured up a couple bottles of Firewhiskey, and a shot glass for each of them, and put it in the middle of the circle.
"I'll go first," Hermione volunteered bravely. Sirius agreed, and so Hermione thought of something. It wasn't too hard for her to think of something she'd never done. There were a lot of things she'd never done. "Alright," she said, "I've never snogged someone for real before."
Sirius laughed. "Alright," he said, appointing himself bartender, "If you've snogged someone for real, raise your hand, and I'll pour some Firewhiskey into your shot glass." Everyone but Ron [and Hermione] raised their hands, meaning they all had to drink the small shot that Sirius poured them. He had to drink one too, of course.
"Draco, you're next," Sirius said, because Draco was sitting next to Hermione in the pathetic excuse for a circle. Draco nodded, and looked around the room, trying to get an idea. "Oh! I know!" he exclaimed excitedly, "I've never kissed someone the same sex as me!"
Sirius and Remus both raised their hands, Remus turning red as he did. Sirius filled both their shot glasses, and they took their second shot. Pansy didn't even need prompting before she went. "I've never run around my common room naked!" she said, giggling. "That surprises me," Ron said, looking at her with distaste.
For this, Sirius was the only one who raised his hand. "I remember that!" Remmie said, sniggering, "James and I didn't shut up about it for days!" He looked like he was going to say something else, but Sirius put a hand over his mouth, and removed it only when he realized that he had to pour himself a shot, which he did.
"Er- my turn, I think," Ron said faintly, "Um- I've never gotten totally drunk." Hermione grinned at him. "Thank God for that," she said appreciatively. Cissa raised her hand defiantly, and Sirius raised his too, for the fourth time. "Mum, you're such a hypocrite! You won't let me get drunk!" Draco said, whining.
Cissa rolled her eyes, and drank the shot that Sirius poured for her as he drank his own. Then she said her own idea. "I've never shaved my head," she said, laughing at the very thought of it. For once, not even Sirius raised his hand. "You stumped us all, Cissa," Remmie laughed.
Cissa frowned. She was obviously hoping to get at least someone to take a drink. "Damn. Lupin, it's your turn," she said sulkily. Lupin thought a second. "Alright," he said, smiling, "I've never spent an entire night up in the Astronomy Tower."
"Oh! I have! In your face, mum!" Draco said, with a wink at Pansy. She also raised her hand, along with Parvati, Cissa, and Sirius. Hermione and Ron still had yet to raise their hands at all. Sirius gave Parvati, Draco, and Pansy each their second shot, Cissa her third, and he took his fifth shot.
"Sirius, it's your turn," Remmie reminded him after a full minute had passed and Sirius hadn't gone. Sirius sniggered. "Oh yeah!" he said, with a tiny hint of a slur, "Er- Well, there's not much I've never done." He sat back, and thought hard. It was true, there wasn't much he hadn't done.
Then he looked at Cissa, and at Draco, and it dawned on him one thing he had never done and would never do. "I've never been pregnant!" he exclaimed with triumph. Everyone except Draco laughed as Cissa was the only one who put her hand up, and Sirius poured her a shot.
"That was a really stupid one, Black," Draco said sulkily. Sirius just rolled his eyes. Draco was being such a baby. "Alright, it's my turn," Parvati said excitedly, "I've never kissed Filch's cat!"
Everyone playing looked around at each other to see who, if anyone, would raise their hand. Finally, after a minute, Sirius raised his hand. "What? It was on a dare!" he said defensively as everyone laughed, "Anyway, it's your turn, Mione."
Hermione smiled. She had made it through an entire round without having to drink once. And she planned to make it through the whole game that way. There was no way she was going to drink Firewhiskey. And chances were good that she wouldn't have to.
"Okay," she said good-naturedly, "I've never- erm- written a love poem." Well, if she was being totally honest with herself, she had, but she didn't consider what she had written in her journal about Ron to be a love poem. And besides, she wasn't being totally honest with herself.
She was surprised to see that a few people actually raised their hands. Sirius did, Remus did, and (she blushed very much when she saw this) Ron did. After Sirius had drunk his seventh, and Remus had had his third, Sirius poured Ron his first. "Ron, have you ever had Firewhiskey before?" Remmie asked before Ron could pick the glass up.
Ron nodded. "Yeah, once or twice I've had a little bit that one of my brothers snuck to me," he said proudly. Hermione rolled her eyes. She didn't approve of this version of the game, although she thought it was slightly better than Strip.
As soon as Ron had finished the small shot glass, it was Draco's turn again. "Does anyone else find it incredibly obnoxious that Granger has yet to have her first shot this game? Actually, probably in her life?" he asked disdainfully. Pansy nodded, frowning at Hermione, and Cissa gave a small nod unnoticed to most people.
"I thought so," Draco said, "I mean, even Weasley has had one. And it wasn't the first in his life! It's just so annoying!" Hermione gave him a *look*. She was really starting to get annoyed at her supposed date. "Just get on with your turn," she said exasperatedly.
Suddenly the smirk that usually graced Draco's face was replaced with a grin- the same sort of grin Professor Snape might have worn if he was just about to take fifty points from Gryffindor. Everyone noticed it, because it was unusual, but only Hermione looked really nervous by it.
"Well," Draco drawled, very self-satisfied, "I've never gotten one hundred and twelve percent on an exam." Pansy snickered appreciatively, and Cissa seemed to wink at Draco. Hermione, however, gave him a look of outrage.
"That is so completely unfair!" she said, slowly raising her hand, along with Lupin, "Sirius, you're in charge, do I have to?" Sirius tried to clear his mind and think, finding this harder than usual. "Oh my. Sirius is in charge? Well, we're in trouble," Cissa said scornfully.
After a second, Sirius answered, "Sorry Mione, but rules are rules. You have to." If he had not had seven shots of Firewhiskey already, he might have been more likely to let her slide, but he wasn't thinking quite so straight. After pouring Remmie his shot, he poured Hermione hers.
She picked it up and looked at it distastefully. "I can't stand you, Draco Malfoy," she said angrily. Then, so as not to prolong her torture, she tipped her head back and poured the whole thing down her throat in one shot.
"Wow," Ron said, staring at her. "Oh! That's so strong! Yuck!" Hermione said disgustedly. Everyone but Ron laughed. It was so funny to see the look of revulsion on her face. "Sorry Hermione," Remmie said, feeling a little badly, "I'm sure you won't have to have any more."
And she didn't have to have one for Pansy's turn, though Parvati and Sirius did, or for Ron's (of course), or for Cissa's. By the time it got to be Professor Lupin's turn again, she and Ron had each had only one, Draco, Pansy, and Parvati had each had three, Cissa had had five, Remmie had had four, and Sirius had had a whopping ten.
"Alright, it's my turn," Remmie said, thinking hard. A lot of things had already been said, and he also wanted to think of something that Sirius hadn't done either, because in his opinion he had had quite enough Firewhiskey for one night. Actually, enough for five nights.
Then his eyes fell on Cissa. "I've never sat around playing a game and just let my- er- significant other go ahead and have a fling or affair or whatever with someone a whole lot younger than me," he said, realizing that that was exactly what she was doing.
Everyone looked at Cissa, who had a look of extreme surprise on her face. Then her eyes lit up. "I have," she said, pouring her own shot and gulping it down, "But I'm not going to any longer. Remus, Sirius, Sirius's date, you're going to have to come with me."
Looking surprised, Remmie and Parvati got up and walked to the door with Cissa. "Li'l help please?" Sirius asked from the floor, where he had tried to stand up and fallen down again. Parvati pulled him up, she and Remmie helped him out the door, following closely behind Cissa.
The door shut behind them. "What do you want to do now?" Pansy asked, not one for sitting around doing nothing (unless it was sitting around doing nothing with only herself and Draco). Ron and Hermione shrugged, and Draco made no suggestions. "Why don't we sit here and do nothing for five minutes, and if we don't have an idea by then, we leave," Hermione suggested after a minute of silence.
The other three agreed that it was the best idea they had, which wasn't really saying very much. "This is boring," Ron said after another minute, "I've had more fun practicing for Charms." Hermione nodded grimly, thinking that her idea really stunk.
"Well then," Draco said slowly, "Why don't we practice for Charms?" Hermione and Ron only had time to look at him in shock before he muttered a temporary sleep jinx and their heads hit the floor.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Pansy asked incredulously. Draco grinned at the thought of his brilliant plan. "Pansy, can't you just imagine Weasley's and Granger's reactions if they woke up next to each other in Weasley's bed?" he asked, sniggering.
Pansy's mouth hung open. She clearly thought it was the most brilliant plan she had ever heard. "Come on, help me move them!" Draco said, pulling back the covers of what he knew was Ron's bed (from the Chudley Cannon banner near it).
Pansy grabbed Ron's feet, and Draco took his shoulders, and they lifted him into his bed. Then they did the same to Hermione, putting her right next to him, and pulling up the covers. "This is going to be so great," Draco said, "In fifteen minutes, they'll wake up, and scream their heads off."
