Finally (An Eighth year Drarry story)

Truth or Dare

Turns out, several students had packed alcohol in their trunks, but as their rooms were currently locked, they were all taking turns trying to summon their bottles using whatever spell they could think of. Draco sat in one of the armchairs his legs kicked up over the arm as he watched the other students in amusement. He was enjoying watching their failed attempts at Accio to tell them that they could always use a household summoning spell, which worked basically like apparition for objects. Draco was surprised none of the other Slytherin eighth years had thought of it yet, every pureblood household used spells like these regularly; Draco had mastered them in his fourth year.

"Ugh, this is useless," sighed Seamus Finnigan from the bottom of the stairs to the boys' dormitories. "I guess we are just gonna have to sit here until midnight." Everyone else seemed to slump in defeat as well. It was barely fifteen minutes later, and Draco had to admit he was disappointed in the resolution and overall intelligence of the other students he would be living with this year.

Draco looked to Pansy and Blaise with a raised eyebrow, they understood the look and both nodded silently. Pansy stifled a giggle and Blaise smirked as Draco twisted his wand and suddenly had two bottles of Firewhiskey floating in the air in front of him. He grabbed the bottles and stood proudly.

"Well, if this isn't enough, I know Blaise has a large flask filled with vodka constantly on his person." He suggested and smirked as most of the common room cheered, there were a few skeptical Gryffindors, and the Ravenclaws rolled their eyes (the sticks up their arses obviously too far up to allow drinking on a school night).

"Gimme that." Mandy Brocklehurst snatched a bottle out of Draco's hand and took several swigs before passing the bottle back with a smirk. "I really needed a drink."

So apparently not all the Ravenclaws had sticks up their arses, Draco laughed aloud at her brashness.

Soon, everyone in the dorm had followed suit and before Draco could realize what had happened, there was an entire bottle gone already. He summoned a few more just for good measure, especially because there was quite a few of them and two bottles were definitely not enough to get a good 25ish kids tipsy, let alone actually drunk.

"I have an ideaaa." Pansy singsonged to the group. Now that they'd all had a drink or two, they thought anything anyone said was a good idea. So, when Pansy suggested Truth or Dare as a way to "get to know each other and make friends." Which is Pansy's bullshit way of figuring out everyone's dirty secrets. They all agreed of course, even Potter, who's friends were the most skeptical of the group to play any game initiated by Slytherins.

Draco raised an eyebrow when he saw Potter joining the group to play as they all sat in a circle on the common room floor, grabbing pillows and leaning up against couches, while Pansy charmed the empty Firewhiskey bottle for the game, so it never landed on the person who spun it.

This should be interesting. Draco thought as he eyed Potter with a smirk.

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Harry went to sit by Anthony Goldstein and looked back at Ron and Hermione with a question in his eyes. Hermione sighed as she gave in and sat next to Harry, with Ron sitting on her other side. Ron grabbed Hermione's hand as he sat, as though to remind everyone else in the room that they were together. Hermione rolled her eyes with affection at Ron as everyone settled into their places.

"I'll go first!" Parkinson seemed thrilled to start the game and leaned forward to spin the bottle in the center of the circle. It spun a few times around before it landed on Neville.