The warm spring air rustled the trees surrounding the group of teenagers, taking their laughs along with the breeze.

It hadn't been long since Fred and Hermione had joined the group, both red in the face and abnormally quiet.

"C'mon Mione, can you please take this shot with me? You never drink." Moaned Ron, pouting his lower lip as he held two small glasses filled to the brim with fire whiskey.

"Ron, you know I hate fire whiskey." She said, already feeling her stomach churn.

"You can wash it down with some butter beer! No excuses now, Granger." Cheered Seamus, handing her an unopened bottle of butter beer.

Sighing, Hermione took the shot with Ron. It burned her throat and she could feel how it warmed her up, not liking the way it made her stomach feel hot. She swished her mouth with some butter beer, enjoying the sweetness of it.

"Hermione! I've been looking all over for you, why did you take so long?" Exclaimed Ginny as she walked over with Dean.

"Yeah, you took ages! Did Filch catch you or somethin'?" Asked Ron, slouching a lazy arm around Hermione's shoulders and pulling her close.

"No! Um, we got... lost." She mumbled, feeling uncomfortably warm.

"Lost? How dumb do you have to be? We've been in the castle since 11!" Laughed Seamus, accidentally spilling some of his butter beer.

"Yeah, Fred. How dumb do you have to be?" Asked Ron, joining in to tease his brother.

Fred jaw visibly clenched. Being called dumb by Seamus Finnigan wasn't much of an insult, but Ron had a way to really hit his nerves.

"We got side tracked, that's all. Didn't we, Hermione?" Said Fred, throwing an arm around Hermione's shoulder as he stared down his little brother.

"Oh, what were you doing?" Asked Ginny, actually intrigued by what they were up to.

"Well, wouldn't you like to know, dear sister." Teased George, resting his elbow on her ginger head.

Hermione took this chance to shake Fred's arm off her shoulders, not liking the way it rested on her hot neck. Fred looked down at her, a cocky smirk across his face, but Hermione simply looked away.

Fred ran his tongue over his teeth, irritated at the way the girl was acting towards him.

"How would you know what they were up to if you were down here the whole time?" Asked Harry

"Oh, I have my ways." Grinned George, his eyes darting between the couple in front of them.

"Well, share them." Pressed Ginny, curious about the tensions between the teens.

"That's something for Freddie, Hermione, and I to know and for you to stop asking, dear sister." Said George, tapping Ginny's nose while sending a wink over to Hermione.

Merlin, I should've just stayed back, thought Hermione.


"Truth or dare, Ginny?" Asked Seamus as they all sat on the soft grass, forming a closed circle.

"Dare!" She answered, raising her hands above her head.

"I dare you to let Fred and George hex you!" Said Seamus as he laughed loudly.

Ginny's expression changed from happy to scared, shaking her head.

"Oh absolutely not!" She exclaimed as she took a big swig of her butter beer.

Everyone laughed, their cheeks red from the warm night and their drinks resting infront of them.

"Right, George your turn. Choose someone." Said Lavender.

"Ah, well let's see... Hermione, truth or dare?" Asked George

Hermione's stomach lurched, she knew that the twin had to be up to no good. She took a deep breath before answering.

"Truth"

"When was the last time you had came, as in an orgasm?" He asked, the corners of his mouth curving upwards.

Everyone in the group giggled, covering their mouths as Hermione's cheeks burned. She knew she couldn't lie, she had seen the twins pour a truth potion into everyone's drink before they had started the game.

She cleared her throat, "Sorry, I meant dare."

"I dare you to answer my question then!" Laughed George.

She could feel everyone's eyes, all of them waiting for her to answer as she nervously bit her lip.

"C'mon Mione. You can drink if you don't want to answer." Said Ginny, bumping her shoulder against her nervous friend.

"Ah, since we all are simply dying to know the answer, you'll have to finish your bottle to get out of this one." Said George, eyeing her bottle of butterbeer which had only a few sips missing.

Hermione glared at him. She finally dared to move her eyes on to the twin she had been avoiding only to find him staring right back at her. He sat with his legs crossed as his upperbody leaned on his left hand. His right hand was clutching a bottle of firewhiskey as he brought it up to his mouth and took a swig from it. His lips wet from the sweet drink, Hermione had to stop herself from thinking about how they would taste against hers.

"We don't have all night woman! When was the last time you've creamed yerself, for Merlin's sake." Exclaimed Seamus, causing Hermione to look away from the boy.

She forced a laugh, and raised her bottle before bringing it to her lips and forcing herself to down it. It became sickening to gulp everything down, feeling her stomach filling up with the liquid.

The Gryffindor's around her cheered, laughing with her and clapping. She wasn't much of a chugger, hating the way her stomach felt after all the liquid had settled and bubbled. She had gone past the giggly, tipsy stage of her drinking but knew to start holding back if she didn't want to nurse a hangover tomorrow.

"D'you reckon the professors get it on with eachother?" Asked Seamus once the group had riled down, causing everyone to wrinkle their nose in disgust.

"Can you image Snape necking on with Professor McGonagall?" Joined Ginny, hiding her giggle behind her bottle of butterbeer.

"Oh please, we all know Professor Sprout is the one snogging Snape." Laughed Fred, causing everyone to snicker.

The thought of Snape ever touching any one without the means to smack them across the head was impossible for Hermione to imagine, not understanding why anyone would subject themselves to a night with the greasy man.

"Oh! Enough with the professors already, let's get on to what we really want to know. Who would we get it on with? Out of everyone in this group and the castle?" Asked Dean, clearly having too much to drink by the way he leaned his head on Neville's shoulder and giggled to himself.

"Oh, easy! Cedric is definetly on my list." Exclaimed Lavender, sighing dreamily at the naughty images that flashed in her head of the Hufflepuff boy.

"He's on everyone's list Lavender, specially after the whole sex list came out. It really made me look at Malfoy in a different way." Smirked Ginny, bumping her shoulder with the Gryffindor girl next to her.

Hermione tried to ignore how the corners of Harry's mouth pointed downward as his eyebrows knitted together.

"I'm about 98% sure I'd shag at least half of Hogwarts." Commented Seamus, nodding at himself as he rubbed his chin.

"Seamus, that's like... all the girls, innit?" Asked Lavender.

"Oh, I'm not talking about just girls. I'd shag about 25% of the girls here I guess." He answered nonchalantly, not noticing Neville patting Dean's back after he choked on his drink.

"I'd defintely shag 6th years up, below that it's just a little weird I reckon," said George. "What about you, Freddie?"

Hermione's hands began to sweat as everyone waited for Fred's answer. She didn't know what to expect, or even know what she wanted to hear. Did she want him to mention her?

"Definetly 6th years up." He replied, not bothering to look up from the grass he was playing with.

Hermione's stomach twisted, not knowing how she felt with his answer. Did this mean he wouldn't ever think about shagging her? Why was she even wondering that in the first place?

"Actually, I take that back"

Her eyes snapped over to the boy infront of her who had finally stopped ripping out the green grass and instead looked over at her direction.

"I'd shag 6th years up and one person in particular." He added, making everyone holler.

"Go on, Fred! Who is it?" Asked Ginny, not giving a damn that it was her brother's sex life she was interested in, received chuckles from everyone.

"Well, Hermione of course"

What. The. Fuck.