Planning Party Games: Drarry

Drunk Enough To Numb But Not Enough To Forget Part One

     Blaise reached towards the center of the circle, wrapping his finger around the bottle gently. He jerked his wrist and the bottle began to spin, seemingly only increasing in speed until it suddenly halted. The cap now pointed to a blushing Theo, who was already begining to lean.

     "Lucky you." Blaise commented sarcastically,  preparing to meet his partner halfway. Their faces were now two inches apart, their breathing becoming more and more heavy, before another word was spoke.

     "Lucky me." Theo whispered as he leant in to kiss his dorm mate, grabbing behind his neck and pulling him closer. Blaise, not hesitating at all, jumped into the kiss head first- moving his hands to Theo's waist and biting his lip, allowing entrance for his tounge.‐  They continued like this for approximately a minute before it became awkward for the other players and the spectators.

     "Get a room." Ron called finally, the tension in the room defusing as they pulled away, still staying closer than they'd previously been.

     "Very well then." Blaise replied, swiftly pulling himself off the floor and outstretching a hand to Theo.

     "Sit you asses back down." Pansy ordered as Theo took his roommates hand, instead levitating them their shots. "Do you really want to miss the thing?" Pansy said, hoping they would catch on to the fact that she was hinting to the Draco and Harry situation, knowing that when Draco spun the bottle it would surley land on Harry.

     "When I spin it's going to land on him anyway, why can't we just let it lead to sex in priva- ohhh." Theo realized, then abruptly sitting back down, dragging Blaise with him.

     "Despite knowing who it's going to land on you still have to spin so..." Seamus called, eyes moving between the bottle and the pair across the circle.

     "Very well then." Theo said, crawling to the center and moving his hand to grasp the bottle, spinning it and retreating back to his spot next to Blaise. Unsurprisingly, it landed on Blaise and the last turn repeated- arms wrapping, tounges entering, body proximity increasing, and uncomfortable silence reappearing.

     "Next." Draco called, not fairing well after they hit the minute mark, quickly summoning their tequila. "No offense to you and your sprouting relationship but can we please move on?" He asked, still pale in the face.

     "I believe that would make it my turn." Hermoine suggested nervously, her own face paling slightly as she reached towards the center. "Please explode, please explode, please explode." She chanted under her breath as the bottle picked up speed.

     "Granger." Pansy playfully teased, nudging her shoulder and giggling a bit. "Didn't think I'd be the choice, life is full of suprises eh?" She continued, only glee distinguishable in her voice.

     "I'm so sor-" She stopped as Pansy leaned her face over, placing a finger on top of her lips as she shushed her. She removed her finger and replaced it with her lips, equally silencing Hermiome, shocked state or not. It was soft, tounge only introduced towards the end, both moving slowly and thoughtfully. They pulled away on their own accord with shy smiles on their faces.

     "Give me my shots, I want to do that again." Pansy said, smiling happily back at Hermione as Harry levitated their shots over.

     "Well this is a nice turn of events." Seamus mumbled to Dean from where he was lying in his lap. Dean only smiled and nodded, refocusing on the new feelings being expressed in the group.

     They each took their shot and Pansy darted to the middle of the circle, spinning the bottle quickly. It sped, slowed, and inevitably landed on Hermione, pushing them back to where they had left off. Pansy grabbed Hermione by the waist, dragging her body flush against her own, deepening the kiss almost immediately. She flitted her tounge across Hermione lip, making her mentally moan and open herself for Pansy. Hermione, no longer using the ground for support, wrapped her arms around her dorm mates neck, making her straddle one thigh. They continued until they were out of breath, and finally pulled away panting.

     "Why did you let them go on forever?" Theo questioned, upset that after one minute both time they were interupted as he summoned the freshly full shotglasses.

     "Because you aren't anything new, this is a confession of feeling." Ron explained, "I even sent them a message last night saying how I thought you two were shagging." He said, unimpressed by their dumbfoundedness.

     "Secret galleon." Hermione added, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a regular looking coin, Padma, Parvati, Seamus, Dean, Ron, and Harry all doing the same. "I made them in fifth year so we could communicate times for our lessons with Harry." Hermione elaborated further, pleased that all her friends still carried them around.

     "I'm hurt." Theo reaponded dramatically, putting a over his chest and gasping. They all laughed it off and turned to Harry.

     "So, what did we miss out on by not being friends with you?" Blaise asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking at Draco.

     "Don't look at me." Harry tried to deflect, failing as the Gryffindors and Ravenclaw of the group urged him along.

     "Unless we were all having the same hallucination, pretty sure you taught the damn class, now spill." Parvati egged on, noticing the genuinely curious and extremely entranced face of Draco.

     "Mostly practical dueling and we went over patronus charms." He explained, shrugging it off.

     "When did you learn to cast one of those? It took me three weeks, Blaise three and a half, Theo four, and Draco five! Not to mention that was this summer!" Pansy gaped in amazement.

     "Third year." He elaborated without any sense of prowess or happiness.

     "With how humble you are I'm surprised they didn't put you in hufflepuff." Draco mumbled, trying to communicate to Blaise, not Harry himself.

     "Despite whatever your father drilled into your head, not all of us want to have a savior complex." He responded sarcasticly, not being able to hold a straight face long after.

     "Only four more spins boys, you can make it." Pansy encouraged to the giggling Harry and the distractedly annoyed Draco.

     "Four more, ok, I'm ready." Harry breathed, trying to recover from his angry Draco induced giggle fit.

     "Dean, you're go."