Draw The Line

The First Party: Chapter 12 pt.2

Draco picked up the bottle and gave it a spin. The bottle spun and everyone watched as it slowed to a stop, pointing at Blaise who was seated next to Draco.

Blaise gulped, he knew whatever he chose it would be bad, especially after the dare Harry had to do. "Dare," Blasie said, resigned to having to do the dare.

"I dare you to..." Draco looked around the circle, "kiss Longbottom."

Blaise sputtered as Neville blushed and looked down at his feet.

"Stop making people kiss people they don't want to!" Ron shouted and glared over at Pansy and Blaise.

"Pipe down Weasley," Pansy replied coolly, "that's part of the game. If it was that big of a deal, then they can just take a shot." Ron glared at her.

"I don't think it's that bad at all," Lavender said. She seemed to be enjoying watching people kiss.

"Exactly, it's part of the game," Seamus added, the shit-eating grin that had crossed his face when Harry was dared to kiss Draco still there.

"I won't kiss him if he doesn't want me to," Blaise announced, getting ready to pick up the bottle of firewhiskey if Neville said no.

"I don't mind, it's just a dare," Neville all but whispered and Blaise had to fight not to smile.

Blaise felt giddy and nervous as he stood up to walk over to Neville. Neville looked up at Blaise as he sat down on his knees in front of him.

"Uh- I've never kissed anyone before," Neville muttered, looking very shy as Blaise looked at him. Blaise was well known as being a bit of a player around school. He'd come out as gay in his third year and from then on had rarely not been in a relationship. Knowing this, Neville really didn't want to screw up and completely embarrass himself.

"That's fine, I don't mind," Blaise replied and then pressed his lips to Neville's before he could chicken out.

Neville quickly shut his eyes as Blasie kissed him, he knew he wasn't supposed to have his eyes open as he kissed at least. The kiss was quick and over a bit faster than both of them wanted. When it was over, Blaise rushed back to his place in the circle, both his and Neville's faces' coloring fast.

Blaise cleared his throat, trying to break some of the tension in the air and gain his composure. He quickly picked up the bottle and gave it a spin.

From there on the game slowly became a bunch of kissing dares and more nosy truths: Dean and Seamus kissed, Pansy kissed Lavender, and Milicent was dared to sit on Goyle's lap for a few rounds.

"I'm exhausted," Hermione said, yawning and stretching her arms above her head.

"Well it is past two in the morning," Ron said. Dean and Seamus had fallen asleep together on the couch, Romilda Vane and Milicent had gone to bed an hour ago, Pansy and Blasie were beyond drunk and were starting to get a bit hysterical, and Harry was becoming sleepy with the amount of alcohol he had consumed.

"We should probably all head to bed," Neville added, he started to stand up and grab some of the empty bottles and put them in the bag Seamus and Dean brought them in. "I'll bring these to Seamus' room so he can get rid of them without Headmaster McGonagall finding them or another professor." Neville headed up to the dorms.

"Yeah, let's all go to bed. Come on Harry," Hermione said, helping Harry up and giving him over to Ron to help him to bed.

"G'night 'Mione," Ron said, placing a kiss on her cheek and leading Harry off to bed.

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When Draco got into his room it wasn't long after Harry had gone to bed, but Draco could tell he was already asleep by the soft snores he could hear coming from Harry' bed. Draco caught himself smiling and hurried to take a shower.

When Draco finally got in bed he found he couldn't sleep. He kept thinking back to the kiss he shared with Harry. Draco reached his hand up to his mouth and ran his fingers over his lips. He could still feel Harry's lips pressed against his and he couldn't get it out of his mind. Draco's eyes wandered over to where Harry was sleeping spread out on his back, his mouth open. Oh how soft Harry's lips were and the taste of alcohol on his breath, it was intoxicating and he had the urge to go over and wake him up if only to feel Harry's lips on his again.

Draco shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts from his head and turned over, facing his back to Harry.

A/N: Hey guys! I have a couple things to say really quick:

Firstly, I want to say sorry for the short chapter, at the moment my Calculus class is stressing me out a bit and I'm trying to prepare a few chapters so I can keep updating regularly. This is not to say that I'll go on hiatus though, so don't worry, I love this story too much to put it on pause.

Secondly, I wanted to give a shoutout to @TikTokLivia01 and thank them for plugging me in their story. Go check out their story The Scent of Love!

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