Author's Note: So it's the last day of my vacation and I decided to update this story. I hope you had a wonderful holiday, and enjoy this chapter. Thanks to those that have reviewed and added this to their fav/alert list. Now onward to the story.
WARNING: Adult topics mentioned, but when hasn't it been?
Minerva stood in front of Albus with a questioning raised eyebrow. 'What was this man up to?' she thought.
"Play a game," she repeated, "haven't you already had your fill in them?"
"Nope, we were just starting one right now."
"Oh I remember now!" Charity had interjected, "It's called, Never Have I Ever."
"Never have I ever?" Minerva looked at Charity like she had gone mad.
"Yes, it's a game where you say something that you've never done and if someone else has done it, they would have to drink from this thing."
"Sounds good to me." Pomona agreed, "I'll go first. Never have I ever kissed Severus Snape."
She smiled wickedly at Minerva. Minerva looked angered and was about to refuse when Albus had shocked her. He poured himself a cup and chugged it down. He scrunched his face up from the horrible taste.
"Albus!" yelled Pomona shocked, but then she shortly burst into a fit of giggles. Minerva's jaw dropped slightly, but then it closed as she remembered Severus said he was forced to play with Albus. No wonder why he hated the game.
"Please tell." Charity begged.
Albus just chuckled in response and shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I don't kiss and tell."
Minerva felt like she was going to be sick again. Never had she thought those words would come out from Albus.
"Well Minerva, it's your turn to take a glass." said Pomona.
"I don't recall me agreeing to play this game." Minerva protested.
"Oh come on Min, I did it." Albus stuck his lower lip out into a pout, but Minerva just shook her head at the childish move.
"Please," he begged her, his blue eyes twinkling at her. Damn those eyes she thought. She finally gave in and he grinned widely.
"Don't think I'm doing this just for you."
"Of course not." Albus agreed even though he knew it was only for him. Minerva reluctantly poured herself some in a small glass. She eyed the grotesque substance as the fumes were intoxicating. She pinched her nose as she drowned it down. The bitterness stung her throat and burned her eyes. Her throat closed in retaliation. She almost threw it all up. Albus lightly patted her lower back to comfort her, and she subconsciously moved closer to him.
"Are you alright my dear?"
"Yes," she croaked. She started to cough but was able to hold herself together.
"Maybe we should just exclude the drink and just share the story instead." Charity suggested.
"Yes, now please do tell." Pomona demanded more from Albus than from Minerva.
"Oh it was just for a game similar to the one responsible for our uncharacteristic attire except we kept our clothes on." Albus answered, causing Pomona's and Charity's curiosity disapear.
"My dear," Albus wrapped an arm around Min's waist to lower her down on his lap, "why don't you go next?"
Minerva thought about it and decided she wanted revenge, "Never have I ever had sexual dreams about a student I currently teach."
"Minerva, that's not fair! You aimed that one on me." Pomona yelled out, but then to her surprise Albus refilled his glass shortly followed by Charity. Minerva looked appalled at both her colleagues.
"I think I'd rather have this drink than tell." Albus admitted but as he was about to drink it, Minerva stopped him.
"We changed the rules Albus," Minerva stated, "so you have to tell."
"But it was such a long time ago. I don't want to ruin the night."
"Alright Albus, you can go last, but let's start with Pomona." Minerva looked at Pomona, but she looked determined not to spill the beans.
"Can't I just take a drink?"
"Nope, you have to share Pomona. It's only fair."
"How is—"
"Oh come on Pomona, I'll go first then," Charity volunteered as if she was excited to share her story, "So not many people like muggle studies but there's one that has. He's still in school and I'm a bit ashamed, but I can't help it."
"Who is it then?" Pomona couldn't help herself.
"It's Cedric Diggory."
"What?" Pomona spurted out. Minerva looked displeased that anyone would have sexual dreams of students. Pomona on the other hand was reddening in the face, but not in embarrassment but in jealousy.
"What's a matter Pomona?" Minerva inquired when she caught sight of her friend, "Are you getting hot?"
Pomona froze from the question. It had reminded her of her dream. She shut her eyes thinking why she was so messed up. Minerva observed her carefully along with Albus. Corners of his mouth tugged into a smile as he understood.
"It seems that young fellow has caught the heart of another." Charity looked over at Pomona with a sympathetic look.
"It seems like we're on the same boat my friend."
"It would seem so." Pomona said through clenched teeth. She was hoping she'd be the only one but the thought of another nerved her. On the other hand, Charity was glad she wasn't the only one under Cedric's spell.
"Well," Minerva knew it was time to move along when the tension level in the room grew to be unbearable, "Albus, it's your turn."
Albus looked away from Minerva's green prying eyes but then went along with what he knew could only be fair to do since the rest went with theirs. "Well, as I said before, it was a long time ago and it only happened once. I thought it was more of a nightmare than a dream, but if I must be honest, it was…Tom Riddle."
"Riddle?" Minerva knew who it was while the others stared blankly. They only knew the boy as Voldemort just the way Albus and Minerva intended to keep it.
"Well since I don't know who the hell he is, I believe it's Charity's turn."
"Alright then, never have I ever been tied to a bed." Charity looked around but she was surprised when she was the one who was receiving the surprised look.
"I'm not willing to share mine." Minerva flat out said along with a nod of agreement from Albus.
"My dear Charity," Pomona looked at her worriedly, "we have to get you out there more."
Charity looked away feeling pathetic. She was never the one who liked to be submissive so therefore she refused it, but it turns out, she was the only one who had.
"Well, moving on again." Albus had broken the awkward silence, "Never have I ever had a crush on a teacher while I was student."
"I don't believe you." Pomona looked at Albus incredulously.
Minerva just chuckled, "That's because Merlin was teaching when he went to school."
Albus grabbed her shoulder with one hand so she could escape as he tickled her side to the point it hurt. She could hardly breathe while her chest tightened. She squirmed in his hold, but he wouldn't relent.
"Please…..stop…." Minerva was able to make out and Albus did so.
"Be kind my dear." Minerva only pouted like he did earlier to her.
"And yet you two aren't a couple." Pomona wondered aloud, twirling a spoon between her fingers with an amused grin.
"Minerva, I believe you're guilty of this one." Albus looked at her with those blue twinkling eyes. Minerva brushed away an invisible strand of hair behind her ear and looked away from him nonchalantly.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Minerva replied, only for him to start his attack again, but shorter this time. Minerva slapped his hands away while all he could do was let out a soft chuckle.
"You're a terrible liar, Min."
"Fine, it was you, are you happy now?" Albus looked shocked but hid it well. He always thought she liked the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher when she went to school. He was younger than he was and was popular amongst the girls.
"You flatter me."
"Well I'm glad you can still poke fun. I believe it's Pomona's turn to tell." Minerva quickly said to switch the attention from her onto her friend.
"If I must confess it was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher back when Min and I were in school."
Minerva grinned, "Oh yes, I know quite a few did, and you Charity?"
"Flitwick," she merely answered while Pomona just gave her a bemused look, "what, I always wondered how he could, you know, so…"
"Please, don't go further. I've had my fair share of tonight's late night games." Minerva stood from Albus' lap. "I'll just grab my cold tea and go."
"Good night my dear." Albus bid her as Pomona just waved her off along with Charity. Once Minerva left, Pomona eyed the Headmaster with perplexed eyes.
"So when are you going to tell her?" Pomona sat back, watching Albus turn to her with a puzzled look.
"Tell her what?"
"Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I've got plants to water." Pomona excused herself. Charity watched her leave while drumming her fingers out of boredom. She got up and yawned, looking tired.
"I'm sorry to leave you, but I'm heading to bed."
"You can't return to your rooms, remember?" Albus pointed out.
"Since when?" Charity inquired.
"Since I checked before I went to dinner, though didn't bother with Sybil's much."
"Wait," Charity tried to take in the new information, "so you're saying that you locked all the doors to our rooms?"
"Precisely, though I doubt Filius had any problems since he's a charms professor."
"I don't remember you telling us this."
"It must have slipped my mind. I guess it's my age." Albus had a large grin over his face. He then stood up and stretched his stiff muscles. "Well I should head to bed."
"But…that's so unfair."
"I know, but I could never turn down a chance for some fun. Plus Minerva and Severus can be very persuasive. Good night Charity. Your room will be open once the sun rises." Albus informed before he walked off to head towards his rooms, leaving Charity to her own devices.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the castle was a stressed Poppy, trying to find a crazed Divination professor.
"Oh would ya bloody hell come out already? I have an offer." She yelled. It was silent, and she moved to the next corridor, repeating the same thing until she finally got a response.
Sybil shyly peered at Poppy from a cracked door. Poppy looked unarmed, so Sybil took the chance. She walked up to Poppy who stopped once she spotted her.
"You have an offer?" asked Sybil.
"I do," Poppy confirmed as she laid out both things she had for Sybil, "these for the camera with the picture inside."
Sybil examined the objects with her large rounded glasses. "Tempting but I don't see how this is worth the photograph."
"Use your inner eye then," Poppy retorted, "or your imagination to be more exact."
Sybil glared at the school nurse, but Poppy was too tired to even care.
"Sybil, do we have a deal or not?"
Sybil thought for a moment and then nodded her head. "Fine then, here's the camera."
Poppy smiled once she felt the camera firmly in her hands. She checked the film to make sure the picture was there. When everything was cleared, Poppy smiled. "Have fun Sybil."
Poppy left to head back to save her friend Ro, and hopefully Severus hadn't woken up, or better yet, Minerva hadn't returned. The safety of her friend had pushed away the disturbing thoughts of what Sybil now possessed.
TBC….
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! I hoped you enjoyed and take care!