It was the end of the year. Spirits were running high in the Gryffindor Common Room. Fred and George made a surprise appearance, selling various products and pranking unsuspecting Gryffs. The seventh years were in extremely good moods, even more so than the others. It was their last year at Hogwarts and they were excited to leave and venture out into the real world.
They were all playing a game. They, as in Ginny (who was in the same year as this is after the war), Seamus, Lavender, Parvarti, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Dean, and Neville. The game was 'Would You Rather'. It was a muggle game but Hermione explained it to them. Someone would say 'Would you rather do this or that?" and everyone would answer except for the person who asked.
"Would you rather have a head the size of a tennis ball or the size of a watermelon?" Hermione asked.
"Trust Mione to say the most boring question ever", Ron teased, "And probably tennis ball".
The rest of the Gryffs went around saying their answer and then Harry went.
"Would you rather shag a Playwitch model but no one would believe you or not shag a Playwitch model but everyone thought you did?" Harry asked, a little buzzed from the firewhisky.
"Shag her, mate", Seamus said in his Irish accent.
"Agreed", Ron said, nodding his head.
"Yup", Dean said in agreement.
"Um", Neville said, blushing, "Probably shag her".
"Uh what about us?" Ginny said, asking how would the question apply to the obviously straight females in the group.
"Lets just say that it was a Playwizard model", Harry said, solving the problem.
"Oh then probably not shag him but everyone thinks I did", Ginny answered.
"What why?" Seamus asked curiously.
"So people think I'm a bloody good shag and so I can attract more guys", Ginny explained, "I don't wanna look like a liar".
"I agree", Lavender piped in.
"Mhm", Pavarti nodded.
"I'd shag him", Hermione said.
Everyone looked at her in shock. Hermione, the prude, would actually shag someone?! Wow.
"What", Ginny asked, the first to recover, "Don't you want to save your virginity for someone special?"
Hermione blushed bright red and mumbled, "Um I'm not a virgin".
This time, Ron was the first to speak up, "WHAT".
"Who?" Lavender asked curiously.
"I'd rather not say. You'll know eventually though", Hermione said, clearly embarrassed at the situation.
"Okay okay, the lass has a lover, it's not a surprise though, she's quite gorgeous. I'd bed her myself if I wasn't in love with another woman", Seamus said, effectively calming the group down slightly.
Hermione smiled at his kind words and tipped her head in acknowledgement.
"My turn now. Would you rather sleep with your grandma (or grandpa, depending on guy or girl) or be a virgin forever?" Seamus asked the group.
"Sleep with my grandma", Harry admitted.
"Same mate", Dean agreed, "I'm not going to die a virgin!"
"Agreed", Ron said, the three Gryff boys all in agreement again.
"My grandpa is actually not too bad looking at 70", Lavender said straight forwardly, "I'd bang".
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Dramione Oneshots
FanfictionA cute little collection of dramione drabbles- from boggarts to secrets to mistletoes, read about the duo's daily lives. (Not in chronological order). Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter, not me unfortunately. My fanfiction.net is @kindest...