Chapter Two:
The Dares start
That night, the two separate houses met in the Room of Requirement to start the games. Little did the Gryffindors know that the Slytherins already had their dares laid out for themselves, this was just to help them along. Which was what Zabini was thinking when he had suggested it, now Malfoy understood, so did Parkinson. As the Slytherins waited for the arrival of the Gryffindors outside the Room, Malfoy was seriously considering doing a runner, but he wanted to stick around to see Blaise have to try and seduce the mudblood.
Once again, Hermione had outdone herself. She was the one who thought of what the room should be. It was like a party room, with music, food and pumpkin juice. Even Malfoy was impressed with her intellect. But of course, he would not openly admit this.
Hermione was the one who started it, though Malfoy had a question, "What's the bottle for?" he asked signalling to her hand.
"Oh" Hermione said, looking from Malfoy to the bottle, "Its to spin"
"Spin? Why?" Blaise's turn.
"Well you see, I thought this would be easier, I thought even you lot would have heard of Spin the Bottle" She said with a sigh. But when the three Slytherins shook their heads she carried on explaining, "Well, someone Spins the Bottle, and whoever the bottle lands on is the one who has to choose between truth or dare" This seemed to make sense to the three Slytherins who were all in quick agreement.
Hermione gave the bottle to Pansy who took it and spun it. Blaise and Malfoy all looked at the bottle with slight dread. Though relieved a sigh when it landed upon Harry. Grinning to herself she said, "Truth, or Dare"
"Truth" There came something similar to the word of "Wuss" from Malfoy.
""Hmm" Pansy said clearly thinking, "Is it true... You have a tattoo of a Hungarian Horntail on your chest?"
"What? No!" Harry said, though he couldn't help laugh and look at Ginny who just shrugged.
"Prove it then" Pansy said sticking her tongue out. Harry obliged and undid his shirt buttons revealing his unpictured chest. "Oh, fair enough then. Your turn" she said handing the bottle to Harry.
It was strange, sitting in a room with Slytherins and them being completely, sociable for once. Harry spun the bottle and it landed on Ron. This went on for about another hour until Ginny peaked up. "This is getting tedious"
"Well then what do you suggest?" Malfoy said, not a hint of malice in his voice whatsoever.
"That the spinner has to kiss the person the bottle lands on"
"And if it lands on say, you and Ron?" Hermione said, "You can't be kissing your own brother, that would be immoral and completely disgusting."
"Oh, yeah.." She said, thinking for a while, "Well if it lands on family members, each of them two has to choose someone for them to kiss, even if its of the same sex"
"Wait! We have to kiss our own gender!" Malfoy said, quite disgusted. Pansy laughed thinking it was a great idea.
Since Ginny had the bottle, she spun first. Though Ron stopped them. Conjuring cards. "What're they for?" Ginny asked.
"Each has a number, 1 to 3. 1 just means a peck. 2 means a normal snog lasting say, thirty seconds? 3 is a snog with tongues lasting for a minute. Though you both have to decide between you. And the numbers change so its random." he said as ten cards laid in front of them beside the bottle.
"Which one then Pansy?" Ginny asked, Pansy just shrugged and told her to choose. Ginny chose and turned the card over, revealing a number 2. Pansy pulled the young Gryffindor to her, running her hands through her hair and caressing her mouth with her own. After thirty seconds the pair pulled apart and Pansy said, "You taste like strawberries" Everyone laughed.
Ginny spun the bottle again to decide who would be next spinner. Malfoy. He looked distastefully at the bottle and spun it, which, unfortunately for him, amusing for everyone else landed on Harry. Malfoys eyes widened as he chose the card. Luckily, it was only a number 1. Quickly brushing Harry's lips with his own he pulled back and looked at the door. Flushing. [Ihis lips... were so soft[/I Malfoy thought before he could even stop himself.
"Uh, Malfoy. You have to spin it again to choose the next spinner" came Rons voice. Malfoy spun it, and groaned when it landed on him once more.
"Does this bottle hate me?" He asked as he spun it again, though this time it landed on Ginny. His intended target anyway. Ginny's mouth fell open in a small -o- shape, Malfoy smiled. "You pick the card" he told her. With a shaking hand, she ran a hand over one and picked it up, looking at it. "Well...?" he asked.
"Its... three" she said, turning the card to show him. Pansy and Blaise looked at each other and smiled. Whom, to Ginny's intense surprise, Malfoy was smiling also. She looked across at Harry and the gang, who all just shrugged and muttered, "your idea Ginny"
It was Malfoy, who made the first move. Putting his hand behind her neck and pulling her towards him until their lips met. Pansy wasn't lying, she does taste like strawberries Malfoy parted her lips with his tongue and let it brush over hers, as hers responded to his, they ended up having a tongue wrestle together.
The minute was up, as the two broke apart. Malfoy looked at Pansy and raised an eyebrow. Making sure Blaise was in earshot as the Gryffindors were making a fuss over Ginny, "By seduce... I didn't mean kiss"
The boys looked at each other, Malfoys eyes went wandering to Ginny, and Blaise's went to Hermione. Pansy had meant, by seduce. All the way. Malfoy had had a hard time kissing the Gryffindor girl. But sleeping with her? This was a new all its own.
It wasn't long before the bottle found its way into Harry's hand. Malfoy who had just had to kiss Blaise, and Pansy... And Ron. He felt as though the bottle had a thing against him and couldn't help wondering what it was going to make him do next time.
As Harry span the bottle, the group looked intently at it. It began to slow, and Harry's gut filled with dread. He knew, somehow, who this bottle was going to land on. And he could honestly say, he really, really, hoped his gut feeling was wrong this time. It slowed, and finally stopped. Landing on, exactly who he knew it would. The blonde haired figure of Draco Malfoy.
Next, the awkward point of turning the card. Which Harry was blatantly refusing to do. He was refusing to turn the card in the hopes that it could somehow refuse the kiss the two had to inevitably share. Five minutes passed, and it was Blaise who seemed to lose it first. Striking forward and picking up a card, Malfoy and Harry looked at each other, then at Blaise. "Oh..." came Zabini's voice.
"Oh?" Said Malfoy, "Oh is not a very good consolation!"
"That is because this number is not a good number"
"What bloody number is it then!" Harry yelled
"Uh" Blaise stammered, "Its a uhm... Three... Its a three"
"A THREE!?" Harry and Draco yelled in unison.
"No way! I am NOT sticking my tongue down a ferrets throat" Harry said, looking distastefully at Malfoy
"You think i like the idea of your tongue being down my throat Potter?" He scolded. The three girls in the room now in complete giggles.
"Well i wouldn't know, its rumoured you don't care where your tongue ends up these days" Harry bit back
"Hey!" Hermione interjected "We said no harshness remember?"
"Yeah" Pansy agreed "And we also agreed that what happens in this room, stays in this room. See, you could have had it done by now, but no. It still hangs in the balance"
Ron grimaced and said to Harry, "You could always chicken it"
Fred and George seemed to agree with their brother, "Yeah mate. Don't see no point in stickin' your tongue down a Malfoys throat."
"Nu-uh" Piped Ginny "No chickens, Harry just get on with it. For gods sake if I can kiss Malfoy im sure you can"
"For fucks sake Gin" Harry said looking at her, "Its different with you and him"
"How is it?" she asked
"Because it is" he answered
"Why?" raised eyebrow
"Your a fucking girl that's why!"
"So? I kissed Pansy too, remember" Ginny said sticking out her tongue. Harry knew by now, that he had lost this argument.
"Yeah but.. I uh.. Well.. Ehm... Its.. Malfoy.. Me.." Hermione folded her arms, as did Parkinson and Ginny. "Oh, Do i have to?"
"Yes" chorused the girls
"Isn't there anything else? Anything at all?"
"No" This voice was unexpected as everyone seemed to turn to its user. Malfoy, "Im not relishing the idea of kissing you Potter, but if i know Parkinson, i know when she means something. Granger and Weasly thrown into the equasion. Typically dangerous trio"
Harry seemed to think of every way to get out of this, every loophole. Any way, anything. Something had to be able to happen to stop this. There was just no way he could hold the thought, and memory, which will be more of a scar than the one on his forehead. Finding none, he shrugged.
The two met clumsily in the middle of the circle. The four boys left engaged in loud conversation so as to distract themselves from the event that was transpiring in front of them. Pansy, Hermione and Ginny were timing it. Draco's mouth met Harrys as their mouths began to search eachothers.
"Boys, three means tongues" came Ginnys giggleing voice.
Kissing Harry was not part of the Seduce-Ginny deal. Malfoy thought angrily to himself. No this was to amuse the three girls. Almost unexpectedly Malfoys tongue leaked into Harrys mouth, and Harrys own tongue came up to meet his. Wrestling - Embracing - Caressing - Brushing.
"And you can stop kissing... ... ... NOW!" Came Pansy's voice as the two boys broke apart with such force it was unbelievable. Harry felt sick, and Malfoy looked like he was going to be sick. The girls laughed.
"I think, that's enough excitement for one night" Hermione giggled.
"You think that was excitement Granger?" Malfoys voice came disgusted.
"Well yes, did you not enjoy watching Pansy and Ginny?"
A red hot flush covered his face as everyone left the room of requirement. Little did Draco know that kiss, was going to change his life..
Forever.