Chapter Two - The First Party
Several hours later, the party in the Gryffindor common room was in full swing. Harry had announced to everyone when the students got back from the Great Hall that they should all get ready for the special occasion. All of the Gryffindors had shot off into the dorms to get ready for an exciting night and soon they were all drinking, dancing, playing exploding snap and otherwise getting up to mischief. Now it was almost ten pm, and quite a few of the students were already quite tipsy or worse as several of the older muggleborn students had smuggled in a variety of muggle spirits.
Harry looked down into his drink, swilling the orange liquid around. He didnt mind the taste of vodka and pumpkin juice, but he wished it had been mixed with lemonade. After taking a sip, he looked around at everyone at the party from his perch on a comfy sofa in a corner, just taking in the atmosphere. Being the 'Chosen of the Goddess of Magic' had made him more popular than ever before and he found he could just sit there chilling and people would come to him. Most recently 'people' had been Percy, who'd gone a bit too hard too soon and had leaned drunkenly into Harry while he sloshed his drink about, slurring about how vital it was that as Harry was now someone of great importance, they should get to know each other better. Percy had bragged about how he would surely have a great many contacts in the Ministry soon, and if they were on good terms, he would definitely put in a good word for Harry. When Harry told him he wasn't interested, Percy went off in a huff, muttering about Harry not knowing a good thing when he saw it and that he was the one who should have been chosen by magic.
"Hey Harry, Seamus and I are thinking about playing a drinking game or something, wanna join us?" Dean called from nearby.
Now that was an idea, Harry thought, he'd be able to test out his new powers, which is why he'd been so glad that Fred and George had called for the party in the first place.
"Yeah, sounds fun, I have an idea for one. Go grab an empty bottle, a bottle of vodka, something to mix it with and Ron, I'll go find us some girls," Harry replied.
Seamus and Dean looked at each other excitedly and Dean exclaimed, "Yes, Harry! Girl! That's what we need. We'll meet you back here in a few."
They all nodded to each other and Harry got up to have a look around. He spotted Lavender, looking especially cute in a pleated white skirt that went down to her knees and a strappy hot pink vest top that didn't leave much to the imagination. She was in a corner with Parvati, giggling and trying not to look like they were looking at him.
"Hey you two," Harry said, trying to look at Lavender's eyes and not her ginormous breasts that felt like they had some attention-based gravitational pull, "I'm setting up a drinking game with some others, invites only. Do you wanna play?"
"You want me to play with you?" said Lavender, batting her eyelashes at him.
"I do," Harry said, smouldering his eyes at her, before adding a flirty grin, "Parvati too. Play a drinking game, of course."
They both agreed that they would be delighted to join him, and he told them to meet him by the couch where he'd been sitting in five minutes. As he turned his head to look for the other girls he had in mind, out of the corner of his eye he saw Lavender pull Parvati away and begin whispering to each other, seemingly going into serious 'girl chat mode'.
"Hey guys, some of us are gonna play a drinking game, you should both join us, it'll be fun," Harry said after approaching Hermione and Ginny, who were both sitting by the fireplace after having just finished a game of gobstones with the Creevey boys. It was Hermione, who was wearing her almost traditional at this point fluffy white jumper and a pair of jeans that responded.
"Yeah alright," said Hermione with a smile, looking very pretty with a light layer of make-up on. Ginny agreed that she'd like to play as well and Harry led them over to where Dean, Seamus, Ron, Lavender and Parvati were already waiting.
"I got Ron as well," Seamus said, "Four boys and four girls seemed like a good split."
Harry didn't voice his thought that he'd hoped there'd be more girls than boys, and instead smiled at Ron and said, "Nice one."
Thinking it was a bit too noisy in the common room and not private enough for what he had in mind, Harry suggested they all went down a floor to the old abandoned charms classroom. Hermione of course was worried that they would all get caught after hours, but after Harry summoned the Marauders Map she saw that the nearest teacher was two floors away. It was exciting as they all snuck through the portrait hole and into the corridor. Harry led the way into the darkness with the boys with the girls coming up behind.
As she followed Harry and the others down the corridor and to the top of a small staircase, Hermione couldn't stop herself having a sneak peek at Harry's bum but then chastised herself. Why was she feeling like this? Sure she'd always thought Harry was cute, but now, he had a body to match the handsomeness of his face. When he'd gotten out of the water earlier, she'd had a very hard time not touching his muscular chest, it had looked amazing in that soaking red vest top with the way that it had clung to his pecs and abs. 'No, stop it, Hermione, he doesn't see you that way. Just stick to your books and keep sticking by him and one day he'll notice you. That was always the plan, remember?' she thought to herself.
Ginny was in two minds she walked down the stairs behind the boys, arm linked with Hermione's. On the one hand, she'd always liked Harry. She'd had a crush on him from a young age just from the stories about him, and then after what had happened in the Chamber of Secrets, that crush had turned to near hero-worship. It was only after Fred had teased her about sleeping with a photo of him from the Prophet under her pillow in the summer after her second year that Ginny realised how obsessed she'd gotten. Yeah, she liked Harry, she could see how great a person he was, he was kind, willing to help anyone who asked, but that's all her personality had become, 'The girl who was obsessed with Harry Potter'. Since then she'd vowed to stop all that, to develop her own needs and personality and work on herself. On the other hand, today she'd found her crush on Harry coming back again full force the moment he'd looked at her when she'd sat down opposite him at the feast. She'd been annoyed at herself for getting wound up when Lavender had been flirting with him. Ginny made a concerted effort to focus on her dinner after that, trying not to think about him and think about what homework she had to do instead. Unfortunately, that effort was again smashed away when Harry had helped her through the portrait hole after the feast, simply putting his hand on her lower back to guide her into the common room. Just a simple act and she'd felt like she could hardly breathe and while she'd once again beat herself up for allowing herself to have such a reaction to him, when Harry said everyone should go and get dressed up for the party, she'd spent a bit of extra time on her hair and make-up, just for him.
As she and Parvati glanced at each other, whispering excitedly as to what was going to happen, Lavender tried not to giggle out loud as the door to the old classroom came into view through the darkness, the last thing they all needed was for them to get caught. She'd already had a bit to drink, and with that coupled with how flirty Harry had been, she felt almost jittery with anticipation. Of course, ever since she could remember she'd been obsessed with boys and now Harry, who was undoubtedly now the best looking and most popular boy in school had invited her specifically, ('And Parvati, of course, but we come as a package deal', right?' she thought). Harry was precisely who she'd been gossiping about with Parvati when he'd invited her to play in the first place. After their little flirt at the feast, she'd made sure to wear a vest top to show 'the girls' off, her favourite part of herself. She had no idea what was going to happen, but if 'picking her up' was what Harry wanted to do, who was she to deny the Chosen of Magic?
The old sixth-floor charms classroom was built very much like the one they used now on the third floor: long benches on either side, a teacher's desk at one end and a large walkway in the middle. Hermione resized a dusty seat cushion after giving it a quick magical clean so that it was large enough for them to all sit on in a circle in the middle of the room, while Dean, who was in charge of the drinks pulled out eight large glasses and several bottles out of a large brown knapsack before pouring out glasses of vodka and pumpkin juice for everyone before sitting down to join the circle.
After taking his shoes off with the others, Harry sat down on the large red cushion-mattress, resting on his shins and sitting on his ankles, thankful that George had resized his change in outfit for the evening: black jeans and a simple, plain white t-shirt. Naturally, they all sat in a circle, facing each other. Harry looked around himself, taking in everyone there all sat in the classroom in the torchlight,
"Did you get the empty bottle, Dean?" Harry asked.
"Course," Dean replied pulling out an empty butterbeer bottle from the knapsack at his side.
"Why do we need one of those?" asked Ron, frowning.
"It's for the game, said Harry, "We're gonna play Spin the Bottle." Dean grinned and Hermione nodded with understanding.
"Well, spin the bottle with a bit of a twist," Harry said, "My best mate at Stonewall's brother had a house party one year and they played this version. While I got to watch for a while, I wasn't allowed to play, for obvious reasons. When it's your turn, you have a drink of your drink and spin the bottle. When it stops, the person it lands on has to do something or have something done to them, depending on the round. The first two rounds are 'Truth or Dare; When it lands on you, you pick truth or dare. If you pick truth in the first round you have to pick dare in the second round. For truth, the spinner asks you a question, for dare, they dare you to do something."
"But what if we don't wanna do something?" asked Parvati, tucking a strand of her jet-black hair behind her ear.
"Then you have to do a forfeit. In this game, it's to remove one or more items of clothing, and before you get any ideas, socks count as one item of clothing not two"
"Wicked," said Ron, looking appreciatively at Lavender sitting across from him.
"But what if we don't wanna do that?" asked Hermione, blushing "I'm not sure I want to play if you all deliberately dare me to do things I won't do and end up naked while the rest of you have clothes on, past visits to the nudist beach or not."
"If you don't want to pay the forfeit, your game is up, you're out, and you gotta leave. Like you said, it wouldn't be fair for you to sit around watching people if you had all your clothes on. And you should play Hermione, everyone should, it'll be fun!" Harry finished.
"I'll play," said Seamus enthusiastically.
"Me too," said Lavender, placing a hand on Harry's knee to get across her enthusiasm.
They were all in, and it was decided that Ginny, who was sitting on Harry's right, in a light blue vest top and black skirt, would go first, as she was the youngest, and that afterwards they would go anti-clockwise.
"Okay, here goes," said Ginny, taking a swig of her drink before giving the empty butterbeer bottle a spin. With bated breath, they all waited to see how the bottle would land.
"I pick dare," said Seamus, waggling his eyebrows challengingly when it ended up pointing straight at him.
"Hmm," Ginny said, tapping her fingers together in front of her face and smirking like she was cooking up a nefarious plot, "I dare you tooooooo… pull the back of Dean's trousers down and spank his bare bottom.
Even the suggestion brought the group out into peels of laughter, which were quickly repeated when without hesitation, Dean stood up and let Seamus reveal his backside for all to see. After a rather enthusiastic spank which tickled everyone but Dean, he complained it would be hard to sit down now, but was grinning so it didn't ruin the excited atmosphere.
Hermione who was sitting next to Ginny, was next. When she span the bottle Ron decided on 'Truth', and Hermione was booed jovially when she asked Ron if he really meant it when he said that she wanted him to help her to study more. Ron said that of course he would, to a beaming smile from Hermione, but Seamus called the question a waste, leading to Hermione playfully sticking out her tongue at him.
Ron span next and they were all amused when it landed on Hermione in return.
"Truth," Hermione said confidently.
"You gotta ask a real one now, mate," said Seamus with a grin, "Get her back for that rubbish one."
Ron looked at Hermione appraisingly for a moment, wondering what he should ask.
"No one believes me when I said you had way bigger boobs than they thought when I saw you in the summer 'cause you always hide them under your robes or baggy jumpers like that one. What size is your bra?"
Hermione blushed. "Is that all you guys think about? Boobs?"
"Yep," said Harry,
"And butts," pointed out Seamus.
"And…you know, the other place," added Dean.
Lavender snorted, "Dean how is it that you talk about girls all the time but you can't talk about our flowers in front of us?"
"Our what?" said Ginny, amusedly.
"Oh shut up," replied Lavender, rolling her eyes, "Our flowers, our vaginas, our pussies if you wanna get dirty about it."
"I think I need another drink," said Dean, blushing madly.
"Still gonna need an answer though, Hermione," said Parvati, "I wanna move this game along and see if I can get Seamus to strip. Seamus grinned at the idea.
"I'm a 34 Double-D," Hermione replied, before shielding her slightly embarrassed expression with a sip of her drink.
"Fuck off!" exclaimed Seamus, nearly doing a spit-take, "Prove it."
"Maybe I will - if you last in the game long enough, but it seems like Parvati has other plans" Hermione answered nonchalantly, but unable to hide her blush.
"Challenge accepted!" replied Seamus, placing his hand over his heart and making everyone laugh.
"My turn!" he then said happily and spun the bottle with a flick of his wrist, but to his dismay, it ended up pointing straight back at him.
"Wait, what does that mean?" Ginny asked.
"It means anyone can come up with a 'Truth' or a dare for him, but he's already had a dare so it has to be truth anyways and then it resets if it lands on him again," Harry said.
"Thank the Gods," said Seamus, "Cause I ain't trusting you lots' minds with another dare just yet, I'll need another drink if you're gonna make me spank Dean's arse again."
"I've got one," said Ron, smirking deviously, "Who were you thinking about when you last had a wank?"
Seamus suddenly went very still as the others snorted. "I ain't telling you that?"
"Why?" asked Lavender with a grin, 'Is it embarrassing? Tell us!"
"No way," said Seamus, trying to look anywhere but the group.
"Take something off then," said Parvati.
"Fine," said Seamus, "If you want to get me naked so bad Parvati, I'll take off my socks and my top, how's that?"
"Wonderful thanks," Parvati replied and she watched appreciatively while the Irishman removed his socks, then unbuttoned his navy shirt and pulled it off to reveal his chest.
Next, it was Dean to spin and it landed on Parvati, who chose 'Truth' and confessed that she had indeed made out with her sister as 'Practice makes perfect'. All four boys in the room were elated and agreed that next time Parvati should invite them so that they could help by watching. You know, to help them perfect their technique, of course.
Harry was Parvati's victim when it was her turn to spin, and the young Indian girl in small light blue booty shorts and sparkly t-shirt's eyes twinkled when he said "Truth."
"Okay, so a few of us want to know. Are you a virgin?"
"No," said Harry simply, taking a sip of his drink before placing his empty glass down next to him. Dean, who'd been an excellent bartender, summoned his glass to pour him another.
"Who was it?" Parvati pressed.
"You only get one question," Harry pointed out.
"Oh, go on!" said Lavender, leaning her head back in exasperation.
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell, sorry," Harry replied with a grin, making both of the famous gossip-mongers groan.
"My turn," Harry said. Quickly not wanting to get stuck on the topic, he took his turn, landing on Lavender.
"Truth," was the pretty blonde's reply.
"Gonna be a whole lotta dares next round," said Seamus excitedly
"Just like Ron's question, how big are your boobs?" Harry asked. He'd been trying not to side-eye them all game so far.
"38G," Lavender replied proudly, sticking out her chest and drawing everyone's gaze to her large breasts that looked suffocated in her favourite hot pink vest top.
"Nice," Harry said, eyeing them appreciatively, to which Lavender replied, "Thanks" and budged up to him, feeling a wave of butterflies erupt in her stomach. He stared into her chocolatey brown eyes and felt himself tense up. Her lips did look very kissable as she smiled at him and fluttered her eyelashes demurely. Harry swallowed and blinked, and realising he needed to snap out of it, grinned and held both of his hands up, saying "Double high five for big boobs!" Lavender giggled and clapped her hands to his, flashing Harry a beautiful smile that made his breath catch slightly. He noticed she was flushed and thought to himself, 'Nice one Potter, physical contact to increase the physical attraction. I wonder how fast it works?'
Now it was onto round two and Harry announced that for this round, to speed things along a bit, the forfeit was now two items of clothing. Ginny eagerly took her swig and spun the bottle hard, with it landing on Harry once again.
"So my choice is "or Dare?" Harry asked, cheekily.
"Yep!" said Ginny with a malevolent grin, "And I dare you to take your top off."
"So either I take my top off or take two items of clothing off, which would just be my t-shirt and socks?" Harry replied, tongue-in-cheek.
"Well…yeah," the redhead replied.
"Well then I reject your pervy dare!" Harry replied with overdramatic mock disgust and swiftly removed his socks and T-shirt to the gasps of the group while the others laughed.
"I hate you so much, now I feel like a child," said Seamus, "I'm eighteen for Merlin's sake!"
"Your abdominal muscles do look very good, Harry," said Hermione, blushing.
"Yeah they do," added Lavender, "I could wash my clothes on them!"
The other girls giggled and were more than a little distracted and were just staring dreamily at Harry until Ron said, "Hermione, it's your turn."
"Oh, right," she replied, drinking the last of her drink and handing her glass to Dean before taking her spin, whom the bottle subsequently ended up landing on.
"Dare," the muggleborn boy replied.
"After you've finished pouring me a new one, down the rest of your drink," commanded Hermione simply.
"But you've literally just watched me pour myself this full one!" Dean exclaimed.
"Are you saying you'd rather take your top off after Harry?" Parvati teased.
Dean's drink was down his throat five seconds later without another word, which made everyone chuckle.
"Me next!" Ron declared quickly, his spin landing on Lavender.
"Dare."
Ron smiled and said, "Kiss who you fancy the most."
At his side, Harry felt Lavender's hand touch his cheek to turn his head, and then suddenly Lavender's soft lips were on his. It only lasted a moment, but felt great and she was blushing madly as she pulled away.
"Awww," said Ron in dismay, "I thought it woulda been me."
"With Harry looking like a fitness model?" Seamus said, "Get real, you shoulda just dared her to kiss you."
"Yeah, I suppose," said Ron grumpily. Harry couldn't help but feel a little smug.
"Well, it's me now anyway," said Seamus, who span and landed on Hermione. Without a beat, he said, "Flash us your boobs, bare."
Hermione raised her eyebrows at him, "So either I show you everything, on my top half or remove two items of clothing, when I'm wearing a jumper?"
"Yep." the Irishman replied.
"No deal," said Hermione who promptly took off her socks and her big baggy white fluffy jumper, revealing a sky-blue t-shirt that was decorated with little pink tropical flowers and a picture of Frida Kahlo that looked rather stretched by her cleavage straining her shirt. Nobody said anything, but Seamus gave Dean a sideways look of smirking acknowledgement.
Dean was next and landed on Ginny, who hadn't been landed on yet, and declared "Truth."
"After Harry, who do you fancy the most?" he asked.
Ginny looked bashful as she took a sip of her drink, before pausing for a moment and saying "You."
"Yes!" said Dean, punching his fist in the air, to giggles, "I think you're pretty hot, too."
"Hey, don't say my sister's hot!" exclaimed Ron.
"Or what?" Dean replied.
"Or I'll sick Fred and George on you," Ron said, testily, but his heart wasn't really in it.
"Do it, I'll know it was you and get you back but twice as bad," Dean challenged
"Mean!" Ron said, with a smiling roll of his eyes, who suddenly found the bottle pointing at him as Parvati had already taken her turn. Of course, he had no choice but to pick "Dare."
"I dare youuuuuuu," said Parvati, purposefully drawing out her last word to build tension, "To kiss Seamus on lips."
This made the girls burst out into giggles.
"What?!" said a stunned Ron, "No way, I'm not kissing another guy,"
"Me neither," added Seamus.
"Clothes off then," said Harry, grinning.
"Fine," said Ron, like it was a big effort and then proceeded to take off his socks.
"A-a-ahhh, it's two items this round, remember?" said Seamus, "I'm not being the only one sat topless with Mister muscle-man over there."
With a groan, Ron pulled off his shirt.
"Wow Ron, you're so freckly," said Dean, which made everyone laugh.
"Piss off!" snapped Ron.
"You try being ginger and not freckly," exclaimed Ginny in annoyance.
"Thank you, Ginny," said Ron, glaring at Dean.
Ron in return."I'd rather not, thanks. "Irish and ginger? I'd be even more of a stereotype. My name's already bloody Seamus Finnegan." Seamus replied, to huge laughs.
"Okay, me now," said Lavender happily before taking her spin. Harry was pleased when it landed on him and even more so when Lavender said "I dare you to kiss me." He was more than happy to oblige and stood up on his knees and edged over to her, reaching a hand up into her hair and planting a deep, long kiss on her lips. She returned his passion in kind and they quickly started to get lost in each other.
"Guys!" called Seamus, breaking them out of their moment, "Can some other people have a turn or are you just gonna keep snogging?"
"Oh yeah, sorry," said Harry bashfully, glancing at Lavender who was blushing to his life and as he looked back to the group he felt her place her hand over his. His siren powers of touch were just gonna ramp up every time they touched and Harry once again wondered how fast or effective it was going to be..
Harry spun the old Butterbeer bottle next and it landed on Seamus, who after complaining it was him again, said he might as well choose 'Dare.' Harry wanted to try and move the game along and deviously decided to dare something he knew Seamus wouldn't go for.
"I dare you," he said, "To take off your joggers, run up to the party, through the common room, up the stairs to the balcony overhanging it, beat your chest like a gorilla and then run back down here."
This brought the gang out into yet another chorus of laughter,
"Hell no," said Seamus, "Even you wouldn't do that!"
"Maybe I would, maybe I wouldn't," said Harry with a smirk before taking another sip of his vodka and pumpkin juice.
"But if I don't do it, I'll have to take off two items and I'd be naked," Seamus complained.
"You're the one that got all brave and took off your socks too in the first round," pointed out Hermione.
"Yeah Seamus, what's it gonna be?" asked Parvati, waggling her eyebrows, "Boxers through the common room or are you gonna get little Seamus out."
Seamus groaned but smiled good-naturedly and got to his feet. "Oh fuck that, I'm out," He said, picking up his socks, "Ugh, I'm the first one. You coming, Dean? I bet some of the other girls are still up."
"No way man, I wanna see what the next round will be," Dean replied.
"Suit yourself," Seamus answered with a sigh, and the group waited patiently while he got himself dressed and left the abandoned classroom.
"Okay, round three is kisses," Harry said once he had gone, "The person who spins the bottle kisses the one it lands on. It can be just a peck, but it's gotta be on the lips."
With the sexually charged and excited atmosphere, no one objected. As it was the start of a new round, Ginny span and Dean cheered when it landed on him. A moment later, she planted a soft kiss on him that left him grinning. Next came Hermione, who span and landed on Harry and he instantly felt both Ginny and Lavender tense at his side.
"People shouldn't get jealous about who kisses who, that's not fun," Harry said, utilising the Silver Tongue, he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere.
Harry was almost transfixed as Hermione crawled over with a sultry, blushing expression and then reaching a hand into his hair, kissed him for a good few seconds. She was a better kisser than Lavender for sure. As she sat back crossed-legged, Harry thought again for the third time that night just how cute Hermione looked, and licked his lips again to taste the morsel of cherry-flavoured lip gloss she'd left on him. Inside, Hermione was elated, her insides doing somersaults and she thanked herself for agreeing against her better judgment to play the game as there was no way she'd have had the guts to kiss him properly otherwise.
Next came Dean, who unfortunately landed on Ron. There was no way that he was gonna kiss a boy and so gladly took his top and socks off, only heightening the atmosphere. Then came Parvati who landed on Lavender, and she didn't waste a second in planting a short soft kiss on her best friend's lips. All three remaining boys thought it was the best thing they'd ever seen.
Ron was elated when he was the one the bottle was pointing to when Lavender next spun it, but pulled a sour expression when she gave him an even more chaste kiss than Parvati had done with herself.
"Pfft!" he sounded, "You gave Harry a proper snog."
"Ugh, Ron, why are you always so jealous of Harry?" Ginny said with a roll of her eyes.
"No I'm not," he replied childishly, defensively folding his arms.
"Yeah, you are," Ginny pressed.
"Well, he gets everything. He's famous, now he's built like a hunky pro-beater, the chosen of magic and Lavender wants to kiss him and not me."
"I kissed you, didn't I?" said Lavender, frowning, "I'm just playing the game."
"Just take your turn, Harry," said Hermione, "Let's forget this and move on."
Harry nodded and spun, but unfortunately, he also landed on Ron. He grinned, and said to Ron, "I'm game if you are." There was no way he was gonna let a peck on the lips stop him from seeing boobs.
"Ergh, no way," said Ron with disgust.
"Come on," Harry teased, "Why not? I thought you said I was hunky!
"I'm not kissing you, Harry," Ron said deadpan.
"Well if you don't accept the kiss, it's strip two items or leave." said Hermione, "It's gotta work for the receiver too, or the game would go on forever."
"But…I'm…er…going commando," said Ron after a lot of awkward hesitation.
"EWWW!" cried Ginny, wrinkling her nose.
"Doesn't matter anyway. Let Harry kiss you, get naked or get out," challenged Hermione,
"Fine," said Ron, "Come here, Harry."
Harry wasted no time getting up and comically grabbed Ron by the face and gave him a quick-overdramatic lip-smacker before turning to the others and saying "Minty." All of them were now really quite tipsy by now and they all (even Ron) laughed hard. Dean fell to his side in laughter, clutching his chest.
"Okay, said Harry, "Round four, it's getting late, so let's ramp it up. You have to remove an item of clothing before the round, and the action is, that the spinner and receiver have to get up. Spinner kisses the person for a full five seconds and has to grab something, boobs or ass, over clothes, your choice. For the forfeit, I think because a lot of people would end up getting naked or out, we'll keep it just to one item only."
The tension in the room was palpable, but no one was leaving now.
Ginny was the one to go first and promptly began to pull off her top,
"Woahwoahwoah!" said Ron, I can't see this!"
"Ronald, how is it any different to when you see me in the bikini at the stream?" asked Ginny. She received no reply but a glare, so Ginny restarted her top's removal. Dean and Harry were on tenterhooks for the first female reveal of the night and they both had to admit, they weren't disappointed, Ginny's B-cup breasts looked very nice in the little olive green bra that she was wearing, the colour of which complimented her hair colour very well. She spun the bottle and it landed on Parvati and once again Dean and Harry were in heaven as they watched Ginny grab Parvati's jeans-clothed ass and pull her to her mouth. Ron, on the other hand, looked away and winced like he was in physical pain.
Hermione's turn was next and Harry watched with bated breath as she gripped the hem of her blue Frida Kahlo shirt and pulled it off her slender frame. He'd always thought Hermione was hot and extremely fanciable but had never said anything because he both didn't want to ruin his friendship with Ron who liked her as well and had been terrified that if he and Hermione did get together, if they broke up he'd likely end up losing his best friend. This had meant that year after year, ever since they were fourteen, he'd watched her blossom into one of the most attractive girls in the school. As the top was lifted up, he almost forgot to breathe as he saw her flat but slightly soft stomach, followed by generous round breasts that looked so soft and inviting that he just wanted to bury his face in them. It was just a shame that they were covered by an admittedly very pretty purple balconette bra with a white lace trim.
"Woah," said the three boys together.
"Damn," said Parvati, "Where've you been hiding those quaffles!"?
Hermione giggled, saying "Under my top of course," jovially like it was a stupid question and then spun the bottle. Harry's prayers were answered when it landed on him.
"Right, get up Harry," Hermione commanded, "I'm gonna be the first to squeeze those new butt muscles,"
Harry snorted and obliged. She wasted no time in copping a feel, but what he didn't expect was the usually reserved Hermione to not just hold a kiss for five seconds but stick her tongue down into his mouth and against his own. He was rock hard and pulled her to his chest, loving the feel of her breasts pressed against him.
"You've got a nice butt, Harry," said Hermione quietly.
"You've got better boobs Hermione," Harry replied in kind.
She gave him another quick kiss and then whispered in his ear, "That's nothing, just wait til you see them with my bra off," before sitting down and with her eyes opened wide, realised how forward what she just said was. She's just had a lot to drink, right?
'Wow, this power stuff works fast,' Harry thought to himself with a grin, "At least I know she fancies me anyway, it's just amplifying it.'
Ron didn't even declare his turn, he just stood, pulled off his trousers revealing light blue boxer shorts and immediately crouched down and spun, staring intensely at the bottle. Unfortunately, he landed on Ginny.
"Oh for fucks sake!" he muttered with gritted teeth. Everyone looked up at him, expecting him to lose his temper, but without another word (but with a great big huff) he quickly put his clothes back on and left the room.
"Wow, I thought he was gonna kick off for a second there," Dean said to the group, who all agreed.
"It's a good thing," said Harry, "I'm glad he didn't ruin the night, but it's your turn."
Dean nodded and got up, unclasped his belt and pulled his trousers down and off,
"Woah, he's got a boner!" said Parvati, covering her mouth.
"Oh my God," said Hermione, blushing,
"Can you blame me?" said Dean, I'm in a dim room with 4 hot girls and drinks and they're all hot and two of them are just in bras!"
"Yeah, guess not," said Hermione, deadpan, making everyone chuckle.
He then spun the bottle and after it landed on Harry, they locked eyes and nodded in mutual understanding that this would be uncomfortable, but neither of them were going anywhere. They got up silently, stood side to side and gave each other a five-second, but very stiff closed-mouth kiss and then Dean gave Harry's butt a quick squeeze before they promptly sat down again.
"Well that was awkward," said Ginny, to laughs.
"Worth it to stay," said Harry.
"Definitely," Dean agreed.
Parvati, as it turned out, was wearing a lilac bra and had a very petite skinny frame. There was not much to look at in the breast department, but Harry nor Dean certainly weren't complaining as they watched her and Hermione snog properly for five seconds and pull away. After this, she promptly grasped Hermione's ample breasts in both hands and gave them a jiggle.
"Hey, these are weighty, I'm so jealous!" Parvati said, good-naturedly.
"Thanks but you know, big boobs aren't that great," she replied.
"Back pain?" asked Lavender, knowingly.
"Oh yeah."
"Well they aren't as weighty as these," Lavender said, promptly pulling off her top and revealing a pair of breasts that every boy in the school had been dying to take a glimpse of since they arrived. They were huge and full and straining in their shiny black bra.
"Woah, definitely worth it," said Harry, making Lavender giggle. Dean vehemently and audibly agreed with Harry's response.
Lavender then ended up ordering Ginny to stand up and once they'd shared a tense and firm kiss (Ginny certainly feeling jealous of how the night was going with Lavender and Harry so far), Lavender gave her butt a quick grab and sat down. Harry thought it was a waste, Ginny's arse was legendary and a common topic between the boys when Ron wasn't there..
"Right, my turn, I guess," said Harry, draining the last of another drink and blinking a bit of inebriation away, he got to his feet and proceeded to take off his trousers, revealing a huge tent pole in his black boxers.
"Holy shit!" said Hermione.
"That's a fucking monster, what do you feed that thing?!" said Dean.
"Treacle Tart," said Harry proudly, placing his hands on his hips and doing a Superman pose.
Ginny pretty much bounced to her feet when the bottle landed on her, and Harry waste no time in kissing her passionately while giving her big bubble butt a hard squeeze.
"Jesus, Ginny," Harry said as he sat down, "Quidditch has done wonders for your body."
"Thanks," said Ginny, blushing and still thinking about how his member had felt pressed to her stomach, added, "Are we gonna do another round?"
"Depends," said Harry, "Let's kick it up a notch and see what people think. Another item of clothing off and no kisses, but you touch pussy or cock over underwear, or boobs or butt under."
Parvati wasn't up for it, and quickly reclothed and left, wishing everyone a good night, but no one else was done with the game quite just yet.
Ginny laid on her back for a moment and Harry tried his hardest not to stare as she revealed her long, toned legs. Wearing a set of simple white cotton knickers on her bottom half, she complained that if she'd known they'd be doing this tonight she would've worn a matching set. Harry didn't mind at all but was secretly gutted when the bottle landed on Dean, who she kissed while grabbing his ass firmly. He didn't blame Dean for taking the opportunity to cop a feel too but certainly felt the sting of envy.
"Morgana's tits, I'm so fucking horny," said Lavender under her breath as she drained the last of her drink and reached over to hand her empty glass to Dean. Harry caught a glimpse of a pale pink areola as her large breasts fell out of her bra slightly, but she had to sit back when Dean sadly told them all there was nothing left.
"Probably a good thing," said Ginny with a grin, "I'm feeling a bit drunk, nearly fell over when I stood up there.
"Me too," said Hermione with a giggle, "My turn. Oh God, I can't believe I'm about to do this and it might take a bit of effort."
She stood up and unbuttoned the top of her very tight jeans and with a hard tug, pulled them down from around her sizeable ass. Harry's mouth suddenly felt very dry. He'd been expecting her to be wearing simple, functional underwear like Ginny, but what she was wearing underneath would make his opinion of his best friend change forever. Instead of Ginny's simple underwear, she was wearing a very tiny purple g-string to match her bra that looked absolutely incredible. What's more, he felt like his cock would burst any second when Hermione landed on Lavender, grabbed her large breasts and gave her a kiss for good measure.
The next person out of the game ended up being Dean. He decided to spin the bottle before stripping because he didn't want to have to kiss Harry while naked. Unfortunately, Harry was just who his spin landed on and with a big sigh he rose to his feet and the group waited patiently while he took his clothes off and left.
"Well," Harry said, noticing the atmosphere had suddenly become even more tense. "Looks like it's just us four, Lavender?"
"Well, seen as though you've been staring at these all night, I think I'll remove this instead of my skirt," she said bashfully, before reaching behind her to unclip her bra, before removing it entirely.
Lavender's breasts were huge and heavy, with big pink nipples, but given the sheer size of them, they were in complete proportion. They looked incredible and Harry told her so, with no disagreement from the other girls. He was so incredibly hard and had to bite his lip when Lavender said she just had to see what he was working with and took the opportunity to give his cock a quick grab through his jeans.
"I swear, that thing's a monster. It's like ten inches," Lavender explained
"Well he has to show it to us now, it's his turn. How does it feel getting naked first, Harry?" Hermione said teasingly but feeling rather overwhelmed at the thought.
Harry grinned proudly and got to his feet.
"In front of you three? Wonderful." Harry replied with a cheeky smile and promptly pulled down his boxers, releasing his large cock into the air.
"Wow," said Hermione.
"How could you even fit that in someone!?" asked Ginny.
"I dunno, but I'd give it a shot," said Lavender quietly to him. Ginny shut her eyes and pretended she didn't hear that.
Hermione stood up very excitedly for him when his spin of the bottle landed on her. Harry took the opportunity to kiss her passionately as he squeezed the bare flesh of her ass in the G string before sitting down again.
"Okay," he said, "Do you guys wanna go one more round, or?"
"I think I'm gonna call it a night," Hermione said, "I know I'm drunk and I can see this getting more out of hand than it already has. I don't wanna make any drunk decisions."
"Me neither," said Ginny, but her decision was more because she could tell where things with Harry and Lavender were going and wanted no part of it.
"Well I'm staying," said Lavender, "Harry hasn't seen me with my skirt off yet."
Ginny hesitated but nodded and joined Hermione in getting clothed again before they too, left the room.
"Well," Harry said, "What's the next round? Feeling very tense looking at Lavender's pretty face in the torchlight and trying to keep his eyes on hers and not on her mountainous breasts.
"The next round is when you dare me to see how much of your cock I can fit in my mouth," Lavender said, crawling over to him.
"Is it?" Harry said, smirking.
"Mhm," she replied, reaching a small hand around his shaft and stroking it slowly.
"Oh God, it's perfect." she said, "Lemme -"
And then her mouth was around him, her tongue licking and sucking around his head before she started to bob her up and down.
"Oh God that's amazing Lav," he said, "Never stop."
She removed his cock from her mouth with a pop and looked at him appraisingly, before saying, "Actually, I can tell how wound up you are. Before this is over too soon, I have a better idea."
"What's that?"
"Why don't you dare me to see how much of your cock you can fit in my little pussy."
"Oh I dare you," Harry said before grabbing her roughly by the hips and rolling her onto her back, making her giggle excitedly. Then, he reached his hand up her pleated skirt and grabbing the hem of her underwear, pulled them off her legs in one go, before climbing on top of her.
"Ohh, but I was gonna go on top. Lemme ease that monster in."
Harry relented and laid on his back. She stood up and pulled down her skirt and revealed her tasty-looking pussy, complete with a tiny and very neatly shaved strip of hair. Like a predator, she crouched down on top of him and grasped the shaft of his cock.
"Ready?" she said challengingly.
Harry nodded and she rubbed the head of his cock against her dripping wet folds before slowly easing in the head.
"Oh God, it's so thick," she moaned "How am I gonna…"
But she descended even further and both of them moaned out loud as she slowly sank all the way to the hilt. The slick walls of her pussy squeezing him from all sides, Harry laid his head back as Lavender slowly began to bounce up and down on his cock.
"Oh God, Harry. It's so big. Oh my," she cried, but her moans were simply background noise. The main event was her massive breasts hanging tantalisingly in front of his face. Reaching up, he grabbed the huge mounds and promptly brought his mouth to them, sucking and licking her erect nipples with everything that he had.
"Fuck yes, Harry. They're so fucking sensitive, OHHHH," she moaned, riding him faster and faster, "If you keep doing that you're gonna make me come."
Of course, this meant there was no way he was gonna stop. He'd been able to tell intuitively the moment his lips had touched hers how to bring her to orgasm as he had with all of the other girls. He knew how Lavender both loved her boobs for what they did for her popularity and for how incredible they felt when touched. As he alternated between sucking each nipple he felt the familiar tightening in his balls and knowing that this was the moment, he began to thrust up hard into her for all he was worth.
"Oh God, Harry, I'm gonna, ahh ahhh AHHHHHH."
Lavender screamed as Harry too came, his toes curling as he felt pleasure writhe its way through him. She fell forward and grabbing her ass, he pumped his load vigorously up into her. A short while later, she was laid on his chest as he absentmindedly stroked her long, golden hair.
"So what do we tell the others?" Lavender asked, "Are you my boyfriend now? And Parvati will want to know what happened."
"I'm sorry Lavender. I think you're wonderful, but I'm not ready for a girlfriend, I've got a lot on my plate."
Lavender chewed her lip, "Okay, as long as we can do this again sometime, but what do I say to Parvati?"
"Tell her we were both naked and played with each other with hands. We made each other cum but you weren't ready to go that far yet."
"Sounds good."