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Most of the staff of Hogwarts was standing at the door frame of a door leading them to freedom. The only problem was that they were in nothing but their nickers. Even though they have been intoxicated by the fire whisky, their minds were still in some-what working shape. They were fully aware of their appearance and the predicament they were now in. Rolanda looked at her colleagues. They were all looking at their freedom as others were giving polite nods letting the other person know it was fine if they went out first. No one wanted to move.

"Well isn't this a nice sight?" came a voice they weren't expecting. Their heads turned to see Sybil Trelawney with a camera.

"Everyone look at the camera and say Hippogriff!" She hollered as all their eyes were like deer caught in the headlights. The flash had blinded them while the click of the camera was only lightning to reality.

"This will make a great Christmas card." Sybil said nonchalantly, starting to walk away.

"Oh no it won't!" yelled Rolanda as she was the first one to leave the room. She sprinted after the divination teacher.

"Sybil, I'm gonna hex you to the next generation!"

The others watched the scene with mixed emotions.

"Well," started Poppy, clearly irritated, "who's going to go after her?"

Everyone turned their eyes away as none of them wanted to be on Rolanda watch. Poppy saw their reactions which only made her sigh before she glared at the headmaster.

"You're her boss you know."

"And you're her best friend." Albus called after her. The rest chuckled as Poppy started running after the flying instructor and the Looney divination teacher. Eventually, Rolanda was able to catch up to Sybil as she talked her to the ground. The spectators, all grimaced when they heard the large thud.

"Give me the camera!"

"No!"

Rolanda clamped down on Sybil as she tried to reach for the Camera as if it were the golden snitch but Sybil held far out of her reach with her long arms while trying to get away from Rolanda's prying hands. Sybil getting frustrated had slammed the camera down on Ro's head. Rolanda finally backed off dazed, long enough for Sybil to escape.

"Ro, stop it! Rolanda Hooch, I swear if you—" Poppy was abruptly silenced by Rolanda as Rolanda clamped her hand over Poppy's mouth.

"Shh…" Rolanda warned as her eyes scanned her surroundings. "She's around here somewhere." Ro staggered a bit as her head was throbbing but she was on the verge of strangling Sybil that the pain in her head was nothing mixed the alcohol. Suddenly Rolanda took off going down a hall. Poppy was confused but followed her nonetheless.

"Ro, get back here!"

"Not till I get my hands on that camera!"

Albus chuckled as he heard the commotion. "Well I could go for a nice cup of hot chocolate after that round of fire whiskey. Would anyone else like to join me?"

Most of them nodded and Albus gave them a courteous nod before crossing the thresh hold to head to the kitchens. Irma Pince had left to hide in her library while Aurora had taken the bottle of fire whiskey and dragged Remus Lupin along with her.

"Let's go see the stars!" she yelled as she skipped through the halls. Lupin staggered after her. She giggled like a young child again. Her golden locks bounced behind her which didn't go unnoticed by Lupin. He didn't even notice how much he was growling.

"Who's a big bad wolf?" she teased between giggles.

"I am." Lupin replied drunkenly.

Up in the Gryffindor tower, Harry couldn't rest. All the others were asleep except for the golden trio. They sat by the fireplace keeping warm.

"Harry, Sirius Black won't get into the castle again. Dumbledore assured everyone." Ron said before rubbing his stomach, "I'm hungry. Does anyone have some food?"

"Ron, you're always hungry." pointed out Hermione, "Staying up won't solve anything, Harry, we should head off to bed. It's quite late."

"You don't understand! Sirius Black killed my parents. I want him to find me so—"

"Harry! Think what you're saying. I understand what Sirius Black did, but two wrongs don't make a right."

"Again with the cryptic talk." Ron rolled his eyes at Hermione. Hermione glared at him for being such a…an idiot.

"The only person who could understand is Lupin. He—"

"Bloody hell! He's streaking across the lawn, that's what he's doing!" Ron interjected Harry. His face turned into a bright red that could only match his hair. Harry looked annoyed at his best friend.

"He would never do that."

"Then take a look for yourself mate." Ron stepped away from the window as Harry took his place. Harry's face paled as he saw his mentor in nothing but his briefs, running after their astronomy teacher who wasn't looking any better. Hermione saw his reaction and got up only to be shocked herself.

"Oh what big eyes you have." they could hear Aurora seductively tease.

"So I can see you better my dear." Lupin replied, his voice low. He started to growl again making her run laughing as he chased after her. The scene left them speechless. That couldn't be Lupin.

"What big ears you have." she started once again.

"So I can hear you better my dear."

Lupin finally couldn't resist the urge anymore as he pounced on her. They both fell with a thump. He turned her over so her blue eyes clouded with yearning looked back into his warm brown ones.

"What big teeth you have." she continued their little game.

"So I can taste you better my dear." Remus countered and ended it with what started out as a soft kiss. The rest was all too inappropriate for the eyes of small children.

"You would think Lupin would have the decency to do this out of prying eyes." Hermione interrupted the moment. Harry and Ron were still speechless at the scene. They were only thirteen for Merlin's sake and never had the desire to see any of their teachers in their knickers let alone anyone.

"You would think they would be cold." Ron finally said something.

"What are you doing near the windows?"

They turned around to see Ron's red head twin brothers, Fred and George. Both of the boys had sheepish looks on their red face. They moved out of the way and the twin out of curiosity went to see what they were looking at.

"Ah, would you look at that." exclaimed Fred.

"Who knew he fancied her?" George smirked at the scene. They then looked back at Ron and Harry who were still staring down at their toes.

"Don't be bashful." teased Fred.

"You know, that's how you two were made."

"Well I've had enough of this. Good night boys." Hermione interjected. She hopped up off of her seat by the fire and walked up the stairs. Ron and Harry watched her leave before they returned their eyes on the mischievous twins.

"We'll be heading off to bed too." Ron announced before running off up the stairs. Harry followed him as the Twins just snickered.

"So, what were we going to do?" asked Fred to George.

"To the kitchens right?"

"Ah yes, we were heading to the kitchens. I hope the house elves still have some left over pudding from tonight."

"Hey, me too."

"Ro, please stop," pleaded Poppy trying to catch her breath after running through the whole damn castle, "I…can't…breath."

"You're still alive Poppy, so you have to be breathing." replied Rolanda logically.

"I won't be alive for long."

"Oh don't be so dramatic."

"I'm being dramatic!" Poppy shouted Rolanda accusingly, "I'm not the one running around the castle like a mad woman, and not to mention not dressed. Anyone could've seen us."

"And they'll see us again around Christmas unless I get my hands on that camera." Rolanda continued her search. Poppy reluctantly followed. She then got an idea, a marvelous idea even though Minerva would never forgive her.

"What?" Rolanda turned away.

"Instead of running around the bloody castle, why don't we make an offer Sybil can't turn down?"

"Go on." Rolanda urged. When Poppy told her of the plan, the side of Rolanda's mouth tugged into a delightful smile.

"Yes, that could work. Let's get to work Poppy."

Back in the kitchens, the remaining staff members were able to get to the kitchen unseen. The house elves were still up. They were shocked when they saw Albus enter with nothing but his colorful boxers on.

"Higgs sorry, Higgs don't mean to see master in boxers." The house elf covered his large orb eyes along with the other house elves around him.

"Oh," Albus looked down at himself, "I'm sorry for my unusual appearance, but please do not be ashamed. A few of my staff and I were wondering if we could have some hot chocolate, and please do not inform us as your masters. All of you are just as much a part of Hogwarts as I am."

By the Headmaster's soothing words, the house elves slowly put their hands down, taking in their attire.

"Higgs would be honored to Sir." He quickly went off to get his hot chocolate. They sat around a table that was by the fire as they waited for their non-alcoholic drink. Pomona was missing the thrill of the game as she was bored. She looked around the room and her colleagues looked bored as well.

"Well," she broke the silence, "since we have to stay this way for a long time, we might as well do something."

"Then what are you suggesting we do?"

"Why not continue the game? I don't think anyone else is going to break down and cry."

"But we don't have any more clothes to forfeit." pointed out Septima.

"Then we can substitute it with something else. We are in a kitchen after all." countered Pomona.

"Oh, I've got just the thing." Charity spoke up as she got a pitcher from the shelf. She then went around the kitchen grabbing various liquids and spices. She grabbed teriyaki sauce, soy sauce, tabasco hot sauce, barbeque sauce, paprika, pepper, shredded garlic and much more. She immediately went to work, mixing them all up in the pitcher and once she was done, she put it in the center of the table. The other four took one look and felt their stomach twist, not to mention the smell was intoxicating.

"What the Merlin's knickers is that?" Pomona exclaimed.

"Poor choice of words." Septima stated

"Oh yeah, so what is that anyway?"

"It's a drink. If someone doesn't want to do a dare or a truth, they have to have a cup of this." Charity explained. "I learned it from another muggle game, though I can't remember what it was called. Oh well, so are we still on?"

The people around the table looked at each other and then nodded their heads.

"Charity, you can go first since you created the toxin." suggested Filius.

"Thanks, alright then, Septima truth or dare?"

Septima looked at the drink and then at Charity "Oh what the hell, dare." She said. She really needed something to do and she did truth last time.

"All right then. I dare you to feel Filius's package."

"Excuse me!" shouted Filius who was right next to Septima. "I'll lick honey off of her neck, but I'm not letting her—"

Septima rolled her eyes as she just reached underneath the table. Her fingers brushed over his crouch, feeling the hardware. Filius was silenced immediately. He then moved away from her, slapping her hand away.

"Septima!" he yelled at her.

"Relax," she smirked, "I actually enjoyed it."

Filius looked at her shocked and she saw his reaction. "I wonder what you can do with it."

"That's it." Filius hopped off of his seat and stormed out of the kitchens.

"Wait, Filius!" Septima raced after him, making the people around the table giggle. She ignored them as she went through the portrait. She looked down the hallway and saw him marching down the halls.

"Filius!" Septima called out. He didn't stop. She ran towards him and stopped him. She stood out in front of him as he came up to her upper thigh. She knelt down so she could face him. Her brown eyes showed remorse but Filius remained angry.

"Filius, please listen to me. I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or if I'm being too straight forward but…" she down casted her eyes to the ground while she brushed away a stray strand of her brown hair. "I guess what I'm trying to say is—"

"Please don't Septima. I'm tired and I've had enough with games." He tried to walk past her but she grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Please Filius. Please I don't want to play games either. I'm done with games. I just want you."

"You what?" asked Filius, he wasn't sure if he heard right. Septima silenced him with a kiss. Her lips felt soft against his. Septima liked the bristling feeling from his mustache. 'How could Albus give him just an E?' thought Septima.

Filius was taken back by her. She tasted like fire whiskey from her drink, but what shocked him was the warmth she emanated. He could smell the honey he had poured on her, only making him weak in the knees. She was bewitching not to mention when she had grabbed him. The truth was that he left because of the embarrassing erection that appeared after she had touched him.

Filius surprised her when he intertwined his hand in her silky dark brown hair. 'Who needed Albus when you have Septima?' he thought. She was beautiful, straight forwards, and smart. Before they knew it, they were back in his rooms, away from praying eyes unlike Lupin and Aurora.

"Well since Septima isn't here and neither is Filius…"

"We get it Pomona. We're down to three players." Charity interjected.

"I was going to say something else, but that's true too."

Biggs then came back with the hot chocolate that Albus had ordered.

"Ah, perfect timing." He exclaimed before blowing on it to cool it down. He then took a small sip, savoring the chocolaty taste.

"So what now?" asked Pomona.

The doors to the kitchen opened as in walked in two red headed boys.

"Hey Biggs, do you have…" Fred's words fell short when he saw the headmaster, Pomona Sprout, and Charity Burbage in nothing but their knickers. They were speechless along with the adults in the room.

"Is this some joke?" George was the first to break the tension in the room.

"Oh, what about a new holiday?"

"Yes, it's a new holiday where you can wear just your underwear." replied Pomona sarcastically, but the boys didn't seem to catch it. They shrugged as thy stripped off their clothes. Just as they were about to pull down their pants, someone had stopped them.

"Mr. and Mr. Weasley!" came a stern voice behind them. They turned around to see their head of the house standing in front of them. Her hands on her hips and her cheeks flared.

"What in Merlin's name are you doing?"

Fred and George turned around to see their head of the house adorned in a light tartan robe.

"Why aren't you in your knickers Professor?" Fred inquired. Pomona had to bite down on her hand to keep from laughing.

"I beg your pardon?" Minerva was furious, "Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. and Mr. Weasley, put your clothes back on and head straight back to your rooms." She ordered. Fred and George didn't understand but they did as they were told and headed back to their rooms. Minerva then took a look at her colleagues speechless.

"Albus, what in Merlin's name were you all thinking? This is a school!" she reprimanded.

Albus smiled at her, only infuriating her more, "Minerva, how nice of you to join us, care to play a game?"

On the other side of the castle were two witches. They wandered the halls until they came across a portrait. It was the door to Minerva's quarters.

"I'm sorry but Minerva isn't in right now. Would you like to leave a message?" asked Godric Gryffindor, who guarded the Gryffindor head of the house.

"No, we just wanted to leave a present for Minerva. May we enter?" answered Poppy.

Godric eyed her questioningly, "For what occasion?"

"Ah…" Rolanda started to think quickly, "For being a great friend."

"Can I see it?" he sounded engrossed.

"Oh no, we wouldn't want you to ruin the surprise."

"Oh darn it, fine." Godric let them in surprisingly. Rolanda and Poppy snuck into Minerva's quarters.

"Is it me, or was that too easy?" Rolanda asked Poppy, but then Poppy stopped her.

"Shh…" it was Poppy's turn to shut her up. "Quiet, she could be in here. All we need is a piece of hair and then we're out."

Rolanda nodded in response as they crept near the bedroom. The door was ajar as Poppy, silently pushed it open. They peered in to see someone was in the bed, but what surprised them was that it wasn't Minerva but Severus.

They held their breaths, fearful of Severus waking up. Waking up Minerva was one thing, but waking up Severus was a whole other can of worms they didn't want to open. Rolanda even started crawling on the floor despite the glares Poppy was giving her. Instead, Poppy tip-toed to Minerva's vanity which was of course near the bed. The vanity was simple with a mirror in the center. It didn't have many things on which made their search easier. All it had was her pointed hat and her brush.

"Bingo." whispered Poppy as she reached for the brush, but her hand stopped from the person in the bed.

"Minerva?" Severus mumbled dreamily. Rolanda, not knowing what to do, frantically moved to on to the bed. Poppy's eyes grew with fright, but it was Rolanda who was frightened the most. She was lying beside the most hot-headed man on Earth. He rolled over, his arm resting beside on her waist. Rolanda held her breath, but it didn't last long once he nuzzled his head at the crook of her neck. His slow breathing let her know he was still asleep.

"Get out of there." Poppy angrily whispered. Rolanda couldn't, nor would she. She enjoyed the feeling of his heavy muscled arm around her along with the smell of various potions that still clung to him.

"No, I'm just fine here." She settled into the soft bed. Why, Minerva's bed was comfier that hers.

"Ro, get out of there!" she said more sternly.

"Fine," Rolanda gave up. She inched her way to the edge of the bed, but Severus had a firm grip on her.

"I can't."

"Try harder."

"I am." Ro grunted, "Merlin, you're grip is strong."

"Min, stop moving." Severus hazily ordered. Rolanda froze afraid to really wake him up.

"I'll come back for you." Poppy whispered before she snuck out of the room again.

"Sure," Ro said dripping with sarcasm, "take your time. I'll just wait here against my will though you do look nice when you're sleeping. Let's just hope you don't wake up."

TBC….

Author's Note: Was that a bad place to leave off? I don't know, but oh well. I guess there is more than one more chapter ahead. I don't know but so far we have Irma in the library, Sybil hiding, Lupin and Aurora "watching stars", Septima and Filius…, Poppy trying to find Sybil, Albus, Pomona, Charity, and Minerva in the kitchens, and Rolanda trapped with Severus. Did you get all that? Got it, good! :) Don't worry as there is more in store and more students having nightmares, but that's for the next update. I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I will try to update all the other stories soon as well. Take care and best wishes!