Fun and Unity

Chapter 4

EDIT: i realized the italics...weren't there, so that's all the change...ch. 5 is actually almost finished!

(A/N: stuff that's in quotes and italics means it's in parseltounge)

Pansy had an evil glint in her eye. It was her turn, but no one knew what was going on in that head of hers.

"Let's see…my second victim shall be…Draco!"

Draco squeaked as his name jolted him out of his staring contest with Harry's body.

"What…what, where's the fire?" Pansy smirked at Draco's lack of etiquette.

"No fire Draco dear, but it is my turn and you are my victim." Pansy smiled, looking quite like the cat from Alice in Wonderland.

"So Draco dear…" Draco gulped; he did not like the look in her eyes or the tone of her voice. "Truth, dare, or strip."

"Truth…I'm not going to let you do something…horrible to me." At this Pansy's smile broadened. Draco quickly gulped a bit of his firewiskey, cringing at the bitterness.

"My question for you is, what was the last…dirty dream you had, and when?"

"Damn…"Draco really wanted to hex Pansy into the next dimension, but the veritaserum forced him to continue. "The last dirty dream I had was last night, I…was…tied down to the bed by…by…Harry, and he was…doing things…"

Pansy's hands were covering her mouth in an attempt to not fall over and laugh right out. She managed only a few giggles, before she continued. "What…things was Harry doing?"

Draco growled at her meddling nature, but continued. "He was licking all over me…and whispering things into my ear, and in parseltoungue, he was driving me insane, until…he fucked me hard into the mattress…Merlin…was it good… "

Draco's hand shot up to his mouth for the second time that night, his face was red and he couldn't believe he had just said that.

On the other end of the circle Harry's face was about the same color, if not darker. His mouth hung open at the thought of Draco being bottom. Would Draco really want to be bottom in our relationship? Wait! What relationship! I can't believe he likes me, and dreams about me! Fuck he's so gorgeous! (Way to be ADD Harry:P)

Draco recovered before anyone could comment.

"Enough of your…fun Pansy, it's my turn now. Harry, truth, dare, or strip?"

Harry smiled, he felt like being a tease. "Strip."

Draco's face widened with excitement. "Alright Harry, get that shirt off right now."

"Yes, master" Harry whispered in parseltounge, loving the way Draco visibly became hard at the action. He removed his shirt, ignoring all the ogling stares he was receiving, except Draco's. Draco was all he could focus on, he couldn't tear his eyes away.

"Alright…hmm…Seamus, truth, dare, or strip?" Seamus lifted his head from the crook of Dean's neck to answer Harry. "Dare."

"Feeling adventurous are we? Well, your dare is to let someone run their hand from your toes to your head, with your eyes closed, and you have to guess who it is, just to be more fun."

Seamus gave Dean a peck on the cheek and went over to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes. "I'm waiting!" He called.

Harry looked around the circle, and pointed to Ron to go feel up Seamus. Harry tried to muffle his laughter as Ron moved Blaise from his lap momentarily and walked to the edge of the bed.

Ron put one finger on Seamus' foot, and slowly pulled it farther upward, trailing on his legs and thighs, carefully avoiding that area, but stopped when he heard Seamus moan and arch upward into the touch.

"Bloody hell Seamus! It's isn't like I touched anything!" Ron yelled as he ran back to the circle and pulled Blaise back into his lap.

Seamus was clutching his stomach, he was laughing so hard. "I can't believe you did that Ron! That was so bloody funny!"

Seamus came back to the circle and settled himself back in Dean's lap, this time facing everyone else. Ron on the other hand was trying to glare at Seamus, but was failing miserably.

"Ok…My turn, Draco, truth, dare or strip?"

"Why does everyone feel the need to pick on me, is it national-pick-on-Draco-because-you-can Day? So mean…well I'm not picking truth, so I guess it's dare this time."

"Fine by me Draco, You remember the dream you spoke of earlier, right?"

"Yes…" Draco was getting a bit worried, he didn't like the tone of the Irish-man's voice.

"Well if you would be so kind as to act it out with Harry?" Seamus

"WHAT!" Draco practically squeaked, "In front of you lot? I'm not a bloody exhibitionist!"

"Don't worry Draco…" Harry purred as he motioned to the far back corner of the room where another door seemed to appear, "there's a room for us to have more…privacy."

TBC…