Let The Games Begin

Chapter 1

Draco's POV

"I'm so booooooored," Weasel whined after ten minutes of being stuck in Potter Manor with nothing to do besides glaring at his enemies.

"I have an idea," Harry stated as he ran off somewhere.

"Let's play truth or dare," Harry suggested once he entered the room carrying 10 vials of what I suppose was Veritaserum.

"NO?! Remember what happened the last time we played," mudblood, weasel, and weasel slut all protested at the same time.

"I brought ten. It should be enough for everyone," Harry stated as he handed everyone a vial.

The sitting arrangement was Harry, me, the know-it-all mudblood, weasel, weaslette , mother, father, Aunt Bella, Uncle Sev, and Uncle Tom.

Once everyone drank the potion, weasel slut spans the bottle and it landed on me.

"Truth or dare, ferret?" Weaslette asked.

"Truth, weaslette," Draco replied.

Weaslette thought for a moment before saying, "Who is your crush?"

'Oh no. Not that question.'

"Nice one, Gin," Weasley stated. "Now I have blackmail on Malfoy."

"Harry Potter," I reluctantly answered as a blush formed on my face.

"WHAT?! Of all the people out there, you had to have a crush on Potter," Lucius shouted in disbelief.

Everyone was looking at me with incredulity written all over their faces.

'Great. Now he knows that I have a crush on him. He is probably disgusted at me.'

I was about to spin the bottle when I saw Harry sit closer to me. I was about to ask the other teen why he was not screaming at me when I felt his lips descend on mine. I was stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening. I quickly took charge of the kiss. The sight of the two of us kissing had most likely shocked everyone. We pulled apart when we heard a shout.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER. How could you do this to me," Ginerva shrieked.

"I would rather stand in front of someone firing an AK at me than get married to a gold digger like you," Harry stated.

"Why you –"

"Ginny, let's just continue the game," Granger cut in.

"Fine," Ginerva humped.

I spun the bottle and lo and behold, it landed on her imbecile of a brother.

"Truth or dare, weasel," I asked.

"Truth, ferret," Weasel said.

Harry immediately leaned over to me and whispered something in my ear. I was confused but asked anyway.

"Are the three of you being paid to spy on Harry by our esteemed headmaster?" I asked.

"Yes. He pays each of us sixty thousand Galleons each year from his vault for befriending him. Oh shit," Weasel said. He slapped his hand over his mouth, wide-eyed at what he just revealed.

Weasel slut, mudblood, and weasel looked scared. While everyone else, besides Harry, looked surprised.

"How are you not upset by what he just said?" Mother asked.

"A few days ago, I turned 16 and received a letter from Griphook requesting me to go to Gringotts. I went and they ran a few tests on me. These are the results," Harry stated as he summoned a few parchments. He handed the parchments over to my mother.