Any student, or professor for that matter, could tell that something was going on. It wasn't hard to see that sometime between dinner in the great hall last night and breakfast this morning, a few members of the house of Griffyndor were putting a whole new spin on the term "house unity". It certainly wasn't everyday that one would see Neville Longbottom hanging on Parvati Patil in the corridors between classes. Of course when it came to Hermione and Ron, more often or not you were likely to here someone say "It's about time" or "Finally!" or even an occasional "I won the bet. You owe me twenty galleons" as they passed by in the castle. The players of last nights game weren't oblivious to what the others were saying about them or the stares they received as the day went on, it was just that they had better things on their minds. Everyone one of the couples was concentrating on the new game they had planned for later that night. One of our couples in particular was presently holed up in Greenhouse #1, alternating between brainstorming for ideas and groping one another.

Parvati Patil was smiling. How quickly things change. Just yesterday she was having fantasies about Griffyndor's resident herbolgist in the making, Neville Longbottom, and today, those fantasies had become reality. She was finding it hard to concentrate with Neville nibbling at her neck.

"Neville" she panted.

"Yes" he murmured as he continued the assault on her flesh.

"We're supposed to be thinking of things to find, and you're not helping by doing that. Besides, someone could walk in on us here. It's one thing to be snogging each other senseless in a dark broom closet, but it's another to be doing it in broad daylight in the school greenhouse."

Neville detached himself from her neck for a moment.

"Two things you need to remember Parvati. One, you created me. I was perfectly content on being shy Neville. But you approached me remember? You unleashed this new Neville, so you have to deal with it. It doesn't matter to me if anyone sees us or not. Second, you don't have to worry about this being a public display at the moment. I'm sort of the teachers pet when it comes to Professor Sproat. This is a private greenhouse. I have access to this place whenever I want, others do not. So don't worry yourself about someone seeing what I'm doing to you, just enjoy it."

He leaned forward and captured her mouth with his. Merlin, he loved doing this!

Parvti's knees started to buckle beneath her as Neville slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Merlin, I love it when he does that she thought to herself. As much as she wanted this game to be fun tonight, coming up with unique ideas at the moment was the furthest thing from her mind.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the castle…

"Ginny you can't be serious? No way is that going to happen." Harry Potter stared at her in disbelief.

"Oh come on Harry. Live a little! This is supposed to be fun right? We want everyone to remember this night forever. After the events of last evening, we have to make sure that tonight is even more memorable than that."

"Memorable, I'm all for, but this " he said as her waved the bit of parchment in front of her, "may be more of something that everyone is gonna want to forget. As bad as the sight of Malfoy and Seamus was, there may be a few of us that would rather endure that again than cross this one off the list as done."

Ginny knew that what she had proposed was going to get a few complaints from the rest of the players, but she was sure that some of them would find this as challenging as she did. However, if Harry was going to put up a fight, then that meant that most likely Ron and the rest of the guys would too. She needed Harry to support this, to get him to see it her way.

"Harry," Ginny pouted as she slid onto his lap. Sliding her arms slowly up his chest she started to place little kisses on his neck. "I really think this will be fun."

Harry knew what she was doing. He wasn't ignorant to the fact that some women, as much as they protested against the stereotype, used the sex card to get what they wanted. He never thought that Ginny would do it, but hell, he wasn't complaining! And to tell the truth, she was damn good at it too. Now that her hands had left his chest and were now on the lower region of his body, he was in the mood to agree to just about anything she wanted.

"Please, do it. For me?" Ginny's hips were now mimicking her hands.

Oh fuck! How could he say no?

A/N : Now I know that some of you are going to be upset about the length of this chapter. So I'm going to give you guys a choice. Things are getting hectic for me, but I do want to continue this story. So, you can have it one of two ways…longer chapters with updates about once a week, or shorter chapters updated every couple of days. Let me know what you guys think, and I'll go with what the majority of you want. Thanks for being patient with me and for being loyal to the story. You guys are great!