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Previously:
The group laughed again before Draco threw an arm casually around Skye's shoulders.
"Well, seeing as that plan went out the window," he said. "We must find another way of amusing ourselves."
"Oh," Skye raised an eyebrow. "What do you have in mind?"
"How do you girls feel about playing a little game?" Draco asked devilishly.
Skye was woken up the next morning by a terrible pounding in her head. She stood up and stumbled to the bathroom, splashing some water on her face to try and stop her awful headache.
She groaned loudly and tried to remember what had happened.
She came up blank.
Skye staggered into the shower and as the cold water ran over her body, snippets of the previous night came back to her.
Flashback
"How do you girls feel about playing a little game?" Draco asked devilishly.
"Oh, I love games!" Ginny exclaimed. "What do you have in mind?"
"It's a simple game," Blaise said, wrapping his arms around Ginny. "And it's not dangerous. It'll be fun."
Ginny and Skye exchanged nervous glances.
"Come on," Draco coaxed, kissing Skye's neck lightly. "Trust us."
End Flashback
And so, that was how Skye ended up...wait. How she ended up doing what? Oh, of course. The next memory hit her and the pieces began to fall into place.
Flashback
"It's called Never Have I Ever," Draco explained.
"We each take turns saying something that we have never done," Blaise continued. "But if, for example, I say something that Draco has done, he has to drink a mouthful of this."
He held up a bottle of Firewiskey the boys had bought from the Hogshead, another pub in Hogsmeade. The pub was a little cheaper and more trashy than the Three Broomsticks, and the barman didn't care how old his customers were, as long as they could pay.
Skye glanced at Ginny quickly, and wasn't surprised to see an excited grin spreading across her face.
"Sure," Ginny agreed readily.
"Yeah why not," Skye laughed. "Could be fun."
"Great," Draco grinned. "I'll go first. Never have I ever had a boyfriend."
Skye and Ginny looked at each other and laughed. They reached for the bottle of alcohol, Skye going first. She took a quick mouthful and tried not to wince as the liquid burnt her throat. She had tried some firewiskey before, at a family party, but never more than a drop. She handed over the bottle to Ginny who also took a sip, shuddering as the liquid went down.
"Right," she said. "My turn."
End Flashback
Obviously, the game went on for a little too long...Skye stumbled back into her dormitory, holding her head. She noticed, for the first time, a note taped to her bedpost and the little vial sitting on her trunk.
Opening it, Skye read:
Morning Skye,
You're really cute when your drunk...pity the night couldn't have lasted longer.
Hope your head isn't too bad, but what's in the vial should help.
Drink it, it'll make you feel better. Promise.
Remember that I love you baby.
Draco.
Skye uncorked the vial and sniffed it cautiously. Finding nothing immediately wrong with it, Skye swallowed the entire contents. She shuddered; it tasted horrible. The pain in her head, however, was slowly fading until she could barely feel it anymore. Grinning, Skye realised what it was. Hangover Potion.
Skye set about getting dressed for the day. She was pulling on her jumped when an exceptionally obvious question hit her. How could Draco have gotten Hangover Potion and a clearly legible note taped to her bedpost if he himself was drunk? Better yet, how could he remember the events of the night if he was as smashed as she supposedly was? Unless...another memory came back to Skye and she scowled deeply. How could she have been so stupid not to see what the boys were doing?
Flashback
"My turn," Blaise declared. "Never have I ever..."
"No it's not," Skye interrupted, slurring her words slightly. "It was your turn before Draco's..."
"Yeah," Ginny hiccupped. "I haven't had a turn in ages."
"Yes you have," Draco said. "It was just your turn."
"Oh yeah," Skye said dumbly. "I just went."
Neither Ginny nor Skye noticed the smirks on the boys' faces.
"Never have I ever had a boyfriend," Blaise said.
There was something tugging at the back of Skye's mind. She thought she had heard this question before, but she wasn't sure. Her brain was becoming fuzzy and she couldn't remember much. Instead, she grabbed the bottle and took another swig before handing it to Ginny who did the same.
"My turn," Draco said. "Never have I ever..."
End Flashback
Damn, Skye thought. Now she was thinking clearly it was so obvious that the boys were out to get them drunk. But it was a little too late for her to come to that conclusion. The boys had had their fun already. Suddenly, Draco's note was making a lot more sense.
She headed down to the Common Room, intending on giving Draco a piece of her now-sober mind. She bumped into Ginny on the stairs, who looked every bit as murderous as the older girl.
"I can't believe that they played us like that," Ginny fumed upon recognizing Skye.
"At least they thought to leave us a potion," Skye pointed out reasonably. "And a note."
"So we wouldn't be mad at them," Ginny said. "Which proves that they knew they shouldn't have done what they did."
"Perhaps," Skye said, a plan forming in her mind. "Perhaps we shouldn't get angry at them."
"WHAT?" Ginny screeched. "They purposely made us drunk and you're suggesting that we don't get mad?"
"Well yeah," Skye said. "Hear me out. They'll be expecting us to get mad even though they sent us those notes, which basically try to get them out of facing our anger."
"Yeah," Ginny sighed. "I almost forgave Blaise when I read the note...but then I remembered why I was in the first place."
"That sweet hey?" Skye teased.
"Bet yours was too. Draco always feeds you the cheesiest lines," Ginny shot back.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Skye rolled her eyes. "Anyway, onto my genius plan..."
"I'm listening," Ginny said.
"Well, they expect us to be extremely pissed off at them, which we are, but," Skye paused dramatically. "We don't act like we are."
"Oh, and that's going to help how?" Ginny asked.
"They expect us to be mad; they know we're going to be mad," Skye explained. "So if we pretend not to be, it's a million times worse for them. They start to squirm, expecting us to blow up at them about anything. We can make their consciences play on their minds so much it drives them crazy and they approach us about what they did first."
"Ah," Ginny grinned. "I like it. But I don't think it should be that easy for them."
"Oh, do go on."
"We don't let them touch us or kiss us properly. We initiate everything."
Skye smirked. "That is so good, Miss Weasley. I believe Blaise is bringing out the Slytherin side to you."
"And he'll wish he hadn't," Ginny laughed. "We dress so they can't keep their hands off us, but we don't let them touch us. A kiss on the cheek in greeting only and the only physical contact would be holding hands."
"I like the way you think," Skye grinned. "We'll tease them so bad they'll have to admit they knew what they did was wrong."
"I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful revenge Miss Potter," Ginny chuckled evilly.
"Why Miss Weasley," Skye said. "I do believe it is."
A/N Ohh, so what do you think about Skye and Ginny's plan? Haha. Also, remember to vote on my poll! The results are really close–only a vote between it. I was going to upload this earlier as well, but my account was screwing up, so sorry.