Banshee\'s Balls!

A/N…Hey guys thanks for all the wonderful reviews. Took a bit of liberty and re-arranged a few canon events in this chapter. Sorry for taking so long to update, but it is a nice long chapter.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed.

ZooArmy…I agree Banshee is the perfect name for the team with those two on it. Just think of all the screaming matches they’ve had over the years. I didn’t mention Ron because the events in the second chapter were supposed to just be happening over a week. I’ll re-write it and make it a little clearer. Sorry for the confusion.

L_C…this isn’t going to be a long fic, probably 10 or so chapters, maybe a few more. It’ll hopefully be a little more detailed from this point. Glad you like it.

Moonlesswind…Hey sorry no quidditch yet. That’s next chapter. Sorry bout the lack of description and dialogue, hopefully this will be better.

Hellagoddess…Don’t worry I’ll try and keep a bit of Draco’s asshole-ness. I love him that way too. He wont be like in the books, but he’ll still be sarcastic and a little aloof in places.

SP777…Lol, I’m not a sport nut but I don’t mind watching a bit of rugby. Don’t worry I’ll definitely keep the humour, I just need people to tell me when I’m being funny and when im being an idiot.


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Chapter Three

It was about two weeks later when Snape and Remus decided that it was time to hopefully push things along a bit. Their team was coming along great; the only thing holding them back was true camaraderie. There was a little locker room talk but that was mostly about the practice they’d just shared, most of it centring on who did best and who needed to improve. Or making jokes at the expense of another. The two Slytherins stuck together and stayed away from the others and the same went for the Ravenclaws and Gryffindors, Alana the Hufflepuff seemed to be either quite alone or flitted about between the two ‘friendly’ groups. And that wasn’t how a team should act. If the teams didn’t pull together then the school never would.

It was necessary to move things along. Not that progress hadn’t been made. Civil words were exchanged now and then. And since their detention the other day Potter and Malfoy seemed to be arguing less. They weren’t actively seeking each other out, not for fights and certainly not for fun. This was an improvement over previous behaviour but still not up to the required standard.

The solution, get them together for a social event and make it mandatory attendance. That had actually been Lupin’s idea. Like Snape would ever voluntarily suggest a party, he’d have to be drunk.

But the little addition to the plan…that was entirely Snapes idea.


***

‘I can’t believe that I am locked in the Room of Requirement with Gryffindors!’

Harry sighed and then took another swallow of his butterbeer, two guesses who that was and the first doesn’t count. he thought.

‘Malfoy,’ Harry began in a measured tone. ‘You’re locked in here with Ravenclaws and a Hufflepuff too. Get over it and grab a drink. There’s free food, drink and a good mix of both wizarding and muggle music. Everyone else is stuck in their common rooms right now because of the rain so stop complaining!’

‘Yeh Draco.’ Blaise agreed. Draco spared a glance for his friend who was now bobbing his head slightly whilst struggling to open a bag of crisps to the tune of a very loud song called ‘Sweet Child Of Mind’ or some other such nonsense.

Although it was a vast improvement over a minute or so ago because back then Blaise had been singing along instead, quite loudly his own tones higher pitched than the actual singers which was some achievement if Draco did say so himself. It also didn’t help that Blaise didn’t know the words to the song either. So the bobbing of the head and ‘crisp’ juggling was a vast improvement to the wailing that had been splitting Draco’s ear drums. He’d been very tempted to go over and sit with the Gryffindors, but luckily Blaise had finally shut up.

Harry hid his smirk with his own bottle, knowing exactly what Malfoy was thinking. Purebloods were so funny when faced with Muggle stuff. Since the incident in the potions classroom he and Malfoy seemed to have a real truce. Well half of it wasn’t so much a truce as it was an avoidance. Since then they’d hardly argued, hardly seen each other at all. It felt strange to only see Malfoy at practices and lessons when they’d been under each others noses for the last six years. Harry couldn’t help thinking that Malfoy was avoiding him because he was ashamed of his lapse. Malfoy had shown that he did indeed have a nice bone in his body and he regretted it. Helping him correct that potion was one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for him.

Collin’s sigh broke him from his thoughts. ‘Listen we all know why we’re here and we also know we aren’t getting out of here until we cooperate and try to get to know each other better. So I suggest we start doing that right now.’

‘Oooh and what do you suggest? A game?’ asked Alana, clearly curious.

‘I never.’ He stated simply.

‘You never what?’ Draco asked. Clearly confused.

‘Is that another muggle thing?’ Blaise asked, sitting up straighter in his chair.

Malfoy shook his head but didn’t say anything to the other boy. They were both waiting for answers. ‘Creevey what the hell does this involve?’ But Collin ignored him for the moment.

‘Collin what about Truth or Dare?’ Alana asked. ‘That might be better.’

‘Truth or dare?’ Blaise’s ears seemed to perk up even more at the name.

‘Yeah, that’s another Muggle thing.’ Harry answered the unspoken question, smiling and sharing a glance with Draco over Blaise’s head.

Harry suddenly felt a little hot and checked the label of his butterbeer to see what the alcohol content was again.

‘Ok, everyone come and sit on the floor in a circle.’ Collin directed. ‘We’ll play I Never for a while then move on to Truth or Dare when everyone feels a little more comfortable.’ They did as directed, Harry almost as reluctant as Malfoy, though he liked the game he wasn’t too keen on discussing some of the topics that could come up.

‘Right this is what you do.’ Collin then proceeded to explain to the four purebloods what to do.

Harry couldn’t help but notice that while everyone else was grinning widely when Collin finished his explanation, Malfoy looked even more worried.

‘Ready Harry?’ Collin asked him.

‘Yeah, on one condition…nobody can say anything about the war.’

Harry saw the flash of relief in Malfoy’s eyes, no one else did though, not even Blaise.

‘But Harry…’ Collin began. ‘Most of what happened we already know about anyway.’

‘Yeh I know that, but there are a lot of things you don’t know about and I for one would like to keep it that way.’ There must have been something in his tone because they all nodded.

No one batted an eyelash when Harry cast a little spell that kept everything they revealed from being spoken about to anyone else.

‘Ok.’ he said. Rubbing his hands together and then grabbed another butterbeer. ‘Let’s make some fun and embarrassing statements shall we?’

Harry couldn’t help smirking to himself when he noticed Malfoy’s expression wasn’t quite so relieved anymore.

‘Er wait a minute. What are we supposed to use, we don’t have any proper alcohol and it doesn’t seem all that funny if people aren’t getting drunk?’ Alana asked.

Collin looked thoughtful for a moment. ‘We could try asking the room for alcohol.’ He said brightly.

‘Won’t work.’ Blaise said. ‘I tried earlier.’

Everyone just looked at him. ‘What?’ he asked defensively.

‘How do you even know how to work the room?’ Harry asked.

‘Er Draco told me.’ Everyone’s eyes turned to Malfoys’.

‘Fifth year.’ The blonde stated simply.

‘We could try that.’ Terri interrupted, pointing. ‘It’s that new thing Bertie Botts came up with. Dissolvable beans.’

‘Terri no one was brave enough to try them earlier, what makes you think they will be now?’ her brother asked.

‘I just thought it was a good idea.’

‘It is a good idea.’ Harry said reaching over and grabbing the bags she’d indicated. ‘We need some mugs.’

The moment he finished the mugs appeared on a coffee table with several pitchers of water.

‘Ok everyone…’ Harry began. ‘Grab a mug, fill it with water. Then take a ‘Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Disposable Bean’ and drop it in. Every time someone says something that applies to you, you have to drink the whole mug. No matter the flavour. And then you make yourself a new one for the next time.’

‘Potter you have got to be kidding!’ Malfoy said. The others looked equally disbelieving.

‘Nope and I’m going to do a little spell so no one can cheat. Alana said it wasn’t all that interesting without the prospect of getting drunk. Well here’s the Wizarding solution. Fix your drinks.’ He then preceded to do his, after a moments hesitation Collin followed, then Blaise and the Ravenclaws. Drac…Malfoy moved last just like Harry thought he would.

Soon everyone had their drinks ready; some of them were wincing at the colours. Harry’s was a bright pink; he didn’t know what it was supposed to be as the thick, glutinous liquid had no smell. But it didn’t look nice. And Harry realised just why Bertie Botts said this was the perfect party item, you had to be pissed to drink it. Malfoy’s was a puke green colour, he actually looked like he’d prefer the pretty pink one, even though that particular colour had garnered quite a few piss taking comments.

‘Ok Potter since you and Creevey are the only ones who know what the hell they’re doing maybe you should start.’ Blaise said, grimacing at his own weird purply-brown thing.

‘Hhhmmm ok. Let’s keep the first couple simple shall we. I never knew I was a wizard until I got my letter.’ He then proceeded to down his drink.

So did Collin and Alana. The Ravenclaws and Slytherins didn’t of course. But they did laugh at the expressions on the faces of the two muggleborns. But then again Harry couldn’t help his own smirk, his hadn’t been bad at all. But both Collin and Alana looked like they both needed to run to the bathroom.

‘Hhhhmmm strawberry.’ Harry mused aloud. The other two shot him scathing looks, wishing theirs had been even half as nice. It was quite funny to see the two of them pale when Draco asked what they’d had.

‘You really never knew you were a wizard?’ Blaise asked when the newest round of laughter had stopped. Everyone turned to Harry, the others immediately knowing who the other boy was referring to.

‘No. I lived with Muggles. Never knew magic even existed.’

‘My turn I think.’ Collin said interrupting what was likely to be a very long conversation if he didn’t. ‘I never rode a broom before coming here.’

Scowling the two Slytherins took their drinks, the Ravenclaws following with a hint of trepidation. The moment they all swallowed their faces screwed up in disgust. Even the Slytherins were unable to hide behind their masks of indifference.

‘Urgh sprouts in juice form that is so wrong.’ Blaise grimaced. The others all nodded in agreement, the other three not revealing the flavour of their own beans, though Terri didn’t seem quite as revolted as the men. Lucky girl.

It was Alana’s turn next and she winked at Collin before stating. ‘I never played Quidditch before coming to Hogwarts.’

‘What is it gang up on Slytherins day!’ Draco exclaimed.

‘And Ravenclaws.’ Johnny muttered.

Scowling even more deeply the four of them again took their drinks. This time everybody laughed, even Johnny when he held the bridge of his nose while swallowing.

It was Terri’s turn next. She thought for a moment before smirking. ‘I’ve never kissed a girl.’ Every single boy in the room scowled at her and took their drinks. The two girls held their breaths waiting for the guy’s reactions. They didn’t have to wait long. Malfoy’s reaction was to purse his lips together like he’d just eaten a particularly sour lemon. Harry’s eyes were watering. Whatever he’d had it was obviously bad. But it was Blaise’s reaction that got the most giggles. The moment he took a sip, his eyes went wide and the next thing they knew he spit it all back out again. And if that wasn’t funny enough, it was Draco who got the full force of it.

‘Blaise!’ Draco growled wiping his face. ‘You are dead.’

‘Oh come on Draco it was an accident.’

Harry didn’t hear Draco’s reply. He was searching for his wand. He found it and turned back to the arguing pair, a moment later both were clean.

‘Thanks mate.’ Blaise said cheerfully.

Harry smiled. He liked Blaise, he’d always thought slytherins were dour and cold. But Blaise blew that stereotype to hell. He looked to Malfoy to see if any kind of thanks was in order.

Drac…Malfoy was looking at him a little oddly. There was the slightest crease at the sides of his mouth, as though he was smiling but didn’t dare show it.

‘Thanks Potter.’ Why did those forced words make him want to smile?

Everyone was watching the exchange, as though the words held weight. And he supposed they did in a way. After all it wasn’t everyday a Slytherin apologised, let alone a Malfoy.

‘Well, to continue the trend…’ Johnny smiled. ‘I’ve never kissed a bloke.’

The two girls scowled and took their drinks, but were quickly followed by the two Slytherins. Harry and Collin just stared at them.

‘What you got a problem?’ Blaise asked defensively.

‘Nope.’ Harry said and tried for a reassuring smile. ‘Just surprised is all.’

‘Yep definitely surprised.’ Collin said with a smirk. ‘I thought purebloods were all about carrying on the family name? Can’t do that with a bloke.’

‘What in Merlin’s name are you on about Creevey?’ Draco demanded.

Harry answered for him. ‘Well men can’t have children can they, so the family name would end, wouldn’t it?’

‘It’s a Muggle thing.’ Terri whispered.

‘Oh right.’ Blaise said. A look of comprehension coming over his face. ‘Ok Harry, alright to call you Harry?’ Harry nodded. ‘Right well I don’t know how it works in the Muggle world but here we’ve got this potion. Long story short a man can have a baby. So no ending of the family as you put it. Only problem is figuring out whom the first kid is heir to.’

‘What do you mean?’ Harry asked.

‘Well since both Father’s would be purebloods and both families would need an heir. You’ve got to come to an agreement on who gets the first kid. Couples usually have two. One for each family.’

‘So how does this potion work?’ Collin asked.

Blaise smirked. ‘The couple whether two men or two women take the potion. In the case of the males one of them penetrates the other.’ His eyes flicked to Draco’s, then to Harry’s then back to Collin. ‘The one whose been penetrated is the one to carry the baby.’

‘Blaise is of course under exaggerating a bit.’ Draco smirked, his eyes finding Harry’s. ‘You can’t just go and have sex with anyone while under the influence of the potion. There’s got to be consent and…want. Both participants have got to want it and the result. There’s got to be feelings involved, if not it fails. The touch has got to cause pleasure, without it the magic cannot be invoked.’

Harry’s breath was coming a little faster than normal, not so much you’d notice but he noticed and he had no idea why. Maybe Malfoy was making him feel uncomfortable. The other man’s eyes hadn’t left his the whole time he was talking. And the way he’d said certain words, it was like he was trying to convey a hidden meaning. But if he was Harry couldn’t get it.

And why was Blaise smirking?

‘Well I guess it’s my turn now.’ Blaise said gleefully, rubbing his hands together.

‘Blaise.’ Draco said warningly.

But whatever he was warning him about, it didn’t work.

‘Oh now Draco don’t be such a stick in the dirt.’ He looked a bit confused by all the snickers before Terri leaned over and whispered in his ear. He blushed. ‘Mud.’ He coughed. ‘Anyway, I’ve never…’ His eyes trailed around the room.

Draco shook his head. Blaise’s smile widened.

‘I never fell for someone famous!’

‘Blaise you bastard!’ Draco yelled, even as his hand reached for his drink.

As Draco swallowed his drink Harry felt that fluttery feeling in his stomach turn sickly.

‘Oooh who is it Draco?’ She asked, but the grin she wore hinted at something else. Like she knew who already. The others all leaned forward, eager looks in their eyes. Curious about which famous star had caught Draco Malfoy’s eye.

But why were they all looking at him? Maybe he didn’t seem as interested as the rest of them. He forced what he hoped was a more interested smile upon his face and tried to ignore that churning in his stomach. Maybe the dissolvable beans hadn’t agreed with him. After all he’d had quite a few different flavours and mixing them together couldn’t be good.

‘Yes Draco do tell.’

Draco’s eyes spoke of murder when he looked at his friend.

‘I never lived as a muggle.’ He said.

‘Draco!’ Blaise exclaimed, Reaching for his own drink while Harry, Alana and Collin did the same thing.

‘Sorry Blaise dear, I never knew…’

‘Bitch.’ Blaise muttered.

‘So what’s this about then?’ Collin asked, his own grin now matching Dracos’.

Blaise blushed. ‘I erh. I, well I…’

‘Blaise had to live with his squib cousin during the last month of the war. It was a little embarrassing for him.’ Draco’s smirk was positively evil now. And Blaise’s blush seemed to get even brighter.

‘I got arrested.’ He said.

He winced as everyone seemed to yell ‘What?’ at the same time.

‘Well I had nothing to do so I thought I’d check out some muggle stuff, so I went to see a film. At the cinema, you know. I’d heard somebody mention it and I’d thought it was a good idea. They’ve got these really big screens and it so noisy. We were watching this film, Tomorrow Never Dies or something like that, well there was this sound behind me and I jumped and you know what it was like in those days. Everyone was on a hair trigger thinking that the slightest thing was an attack. Well I fired off a curse before I knew what I was doing and I er, broke the projector thing. Or whatever it was. Well er half the cinema saw me stand up they just thought I threw a rock or something. Next thing I know I’m trying to explain what happened to the manager. You know just a curse, nothing to worry about. Well he thinks I’m drunk for some reason and calls the ‘please-men’. Next thing I know I’m in the backseat of this weird muggle contraption.’ He winced. ‘The Ministry showed up a little while later and got me out.’

There was absolutely silence for a moment before someone started giggling and they all followed. Even Blaise joined in after a moment, despite his embarrassment. Draco just sat looking smug for a moment before his lips twitched and he allowed himself a smile.

Blaise soon got over his embarrassment when they all told him they’d have done the same thing in that situation. He then started rhapsodising over television. The purebloods even Draco hanging over his every word, while Harry, Collin and Alana just watched with identical smirks.

Draco seemed to slowly unbend over the next half hour but Harry couldn’t help wondering who was it that had captured the slytherin’s attention? And why was it such a big deal? Loads of people had crushes on celebrities. Look at all those people who’d sent him marriage offers after he defeated Voldemort. Most people were pretty open about the celebrity they had a crush on.

But Blaise hadn’t said crush, he’d said that Draco had fallen for someone. If it was just a crush they’d have all been drinking. Harry himself had had a crush on a celebrity or two over the years. So did that mean Draco’s feelings ran deeper? Had he met her, him? Did Harry know them? Had he met them at one of those endless functions the Ministry had arranged after the war?

Harry was getting that strange feeling in his gut again. But this time it was accompanied by a little twinge to the heart. I hope I’m not coming down with something. He thought.

Harry cleared his throat. ‘Well I think it’s my turn now isn’t it?’ he asked.

‘I never…’

***

I Never actually revealed a lot of surprising information. Once everyone ditched their fears and as Blaise said “imbibed some liquid courage” (butterbeer), mainly to wash away the taste of the damn beans the game became a lot more interesting. There wasn’t much alcohol in butterbeer but the bit that there was in the bottle was thoroughly laced with sugar. So after being locked in a room together for a couple of hours with nothing but sweet and sugary party foods as well as slightly alcoholic drinks, well lets just say a sugar high was inevitable. Add to that the need to wash away other revolting tastes and Blaise wasn’t just bouncing in his seat anymore. He was bouncing off the walls.

So what if some of the statements were silly, what did it matter? But it was amazing how many actually turned out to be true. Like when Blaise had said…

‘I never tried on my mother’s clothes.’

No one was expecting anyone well maybe the girls, but certainly none of the men to pick up their drinks.

But assumptions went totally out of the window the moment Draco picked his drink up and downed it. He coughed and spluttered for a moment while everyone else just stared at him.

‘Er Dra…Malfoy…?’

‘Fuck Potter I just swallowed soil and you want an explanation. Get on with the bloody game!’

Harry carried on with the game. He wasn’t risking this tentative thing building between him and Draco to satisfy his curiosity. He smirked to himself as he took his drink; it quickly morphed into a scowl. But he didn’t really care; the thought was still there that he could just ask the blonde when they played Truth or Dare later.


***


When the time for Truth or Dare came, Harry of course as with the last game asked the first question. And he again decided to pick on Blaise, since the other boy seemed the easiest going of them all and had that giddy up for anything attitude.

‘Blaise, truth or dare?’

Blaise’s grin was cheeky. ‘Oh go on then dare me. I might not have the bottle to do one later.’ He said tipping his half empty butterbeer bottle up in a salute. Huh, maybe butterbeer had more alcohol in it than he’d thought. Then again they had drunk a lot, when you considered how many times Harry had gone to the bathroom since he’d gotten here it was more than a lot.

‘Well since we’ve got some underage Witches and Wizards here, I won’t ask you to do anything too risqué…’

‘Oh go on Harry.’ Alana urged. ‘You know no one else is going to stick with that rule.’

She had a point. ‘Hhhmmm, ok Blaise I dare you to…oh I have no idea. I dare you to sing us a song.’ He’d really had no idea what to say.

‘Potter have you already forgotten how bad a singer Blaise is?’ Draco yelled, moving to cover his ears.

Turned out he had forgotten how bad a singer Blaise was. Collin actually had his fingers stuffed in his ears. Looked kind of painful. Harry winced but didn’t cover his ears like the others; after all he had made the dare.

Once Blaise had finished everyone shook their heads a little to clear their ears out. Collin went next. He asked Alana who chose truth. Collin smiling asked her who she thought was the cutest in the room. With a little blush she’d answered Blaise before asking her own question.

It got round to Draco’s turn, he was eyeing Harry speculatively. ‘Ok Potter truth or dare?’

After a moments hesitation Harry said ‘Dare.’ He definitely didn’t want Draco asking him any questions.

Draco smirked like he’d caught Harry in a trap. ‘I dare you to say something in parseltongue.’

Harry’s eyes widened he hadn’t expected that.

‘Um ok. What should I say?’

‘Anything.’ The word seemed thick with some kind of emotion but Harry had no idea what it could be. Draco was staring at him intently, the look in his eyes making him uncomfortable. He felt a little warm. He blew out a breath before starting. Draco leant forward seemingly in anticipation.

‘Wingardium Leviosa is the spell for levitation. Accio is used to summon things. And I feel like a complete idiot right now.’

He’d closed his eyes while he spoke. Not wanting to see the reactions, he remembered them from before. The shock and the horror on everyone’s faces. He didn’t want to see that right now. No one looked shocked though, they all seemed a little uncomfortable. Blaise’s eyes actually looked a little glazed. Huh maybe he had scared them a little bit.

Draco looked a little more uncomfortable than everyone else. He seemed to be fidgeting quite a lot too. His gaze was a little more heated though, like he was actually upset with Harry for going through with the dare.

At least it wasn’t the same fearful reaction he’d gotten years ago. After all parseltongue had enabled Harry to win the war. Poor old Voldie hadn’t seen it coming his own weapon used against him. And just like that when Harry thought about those events he couldn’t help remembering them.

Dumbledore had told Harry about the horcruxes after Sirius’ death, he’d already gathered most of them by that time. The last was a locket which they had found in Kreacher’s room. They destroyed them and since Harry had already spent his time at the Dursley’s, only leaving for a couple of hours at a time, he was allowed to return to Grimmauld Place. Only Nagini remained. He wasn’t looking forward to that, although she belonged to Voldemort she was still a living thing.

Luckily he was alone when it had happened; it may have gone another way if he wasn’t. Luckily for him Voldemort was so far unaware of their activities. For Voldemort had sent Nagini to kill him.

Unfortunately Dumbledore had overlooked one little detail. Wizards may not be able to get into properties under Fidelus but ordinary snakes could. Nagini had come to Grimmauld place to kill him but ended up talking to him instead. Her Master hadn’t told her that there was another parseltongue in the world. And it had angered her that her Master was trying to kill the only other one able to converse with her kind. She’d stayed with him for so long for that reason alone. After all she was a snake that others shunned for her size, only a human speaker would understand.

She had left doubting her Master even more. Harry had known that letting her leave was a mistake but he just couldn’t bring himself to kill her. Not when she’d spared him, he couldn’t do that to repay her. A week later he was captured. He’d been bored and the adults thinking it safe had allowed him, Ron and Hermione to go shopping for school supplies. Escorted of course. But somehow he’d still ended up at Voldemorts feet. In the Department of Mysteries. His hatred of the place had given him the strength to fight back, for a while. But he lost strength quickly; it was Nagini who saved him. He was laid out on the floor, exhausted when he heard the Dark Lord speak.

Then it was with a strange feeling of irony that Harry heard his death approaching. Voldemort ordered Nagini once again to kill him. He felt stupid for sparing her. And the snake had struck, but not him. Having grown even more discontent in her Master’s service Nagini had struck to kill.

Though it pained him, he was happy that it turned out the way it did. Voldemort in thwarted rage and disbelief had killed his snake before turning back to Harry. Knowing Nagini was dead and that this was his chance Harry had followed her lead and struck. Without her he wouldn’t have been able to do it, he’d have never managed it.

He was upset that Nagini had paid for her decision but ultimately he was thankful that the choice of her death had been denied him. For no matter his feelings Nagini had been the last horcrux. And he was happy that he hadn’t been the one who betrayed her.

He sighed, leaving his thoughts behind. ‘Ok I think it’s me again isn’t it?’ he asked no one in particular, taking a moment to get his thoughts back in order.

The game carried on, each of them conscious of not making a mistake and ruining the budding friendships between them but still curious enough to ask interesting questions or make interesting dares. But through that they were finding that once they got past the colours they’d worn and actually sat down and talked they did have lot in common. Fair to well there had been a few jokes made at the expense of each other in the locker rooms and during practices but that had still been much closer to outright insults than good natured teasing. But now they were learning that they didn’t have to force themselves to work together. They’d be able to work together easily now because they liked each other. All of them. Some of them had never thought that to be possible but it was.

They’d been locked in the room of requirement about twelve hours now. Or at least Harry thought they had. His watch had stopped a couple of hours ago, or what felt like a couple of hours ago. And for some unknown reason their attempts at ‘tempus’ were failing. Harry blamed Snape. Had to be his idea.

‘Hhhhmmm, I think we should up the aunty a little.’ Blaise said smirking. The two Gryffindors and Alana both coughed.

‘Er Blaise dear its ‘ante’ not ‘Aunty’.’

‘Both those sound the same to me.’ The slytherin said.

‘Forget it Blaise just ask.’ Collin said smirking into his butterbeer. ‘S’anyone else’s teeth starting to ache a bit?’

‘Yeh it may be time for water I think.’ Terri said looking deep into her glass like it held all the answers.

‘I can’t believe we’re all tipsy on butterbeer!’ Draco exclaimed. ‘Now if it was firewhiskey I could understand it.’

‘What’s it matter its still alcohol.’ Johnny said, swigging the last of his bottle. He reached for another. ‘And just think of the tab Snape’s run up for this.’

That garnered quite a few laughs. They could all imagine Snape’s face when he discovered just how much they had drunk. A few of them shivered when their images were just a little too realistic. Sobering thought.

‘Ok.’ Blaise said slamming his bottle down on the table. His grin reminded Harry of that Cheshire cat in that movie he’d seen once.

‘Draco.’ He crooned. ‘Truth or Dare?’

Everyone laughed, finding the question hysterically funny. As they all knew what Draco would say. By unspoken agreement both he and Draco had stayed away from ‘Truths’. Draco no doubt to avoid being asked which celeb he fancied. Harry just wanted to avoid being asked any question that the game compelled him to answer.

‘Dare.’

‘As if you’d do any other.’ Blaise muttered, nearly toppling out of his chair when he reached for a new butterbeer. ‘I dare you to take off your shirt.’ He said primly.

Ok why is everyone looking slyly at me. I’m not the one taking my shirt off. Harry thought.

But a moment later everyone’s eyes were on Draco and Harry bit his lip because he wanted to say something. He didn’t know what but he wanted to say something. And since embarrassing himself was getting likelier by the bottle he’d rather keep his mouth shut.

When Draco unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged out of it, Harry was sure that he wasn’t the only one with his jaw on the floor. Who’d have thought Draco Malfoy would have a body like that. His chest was, wow. It made Harry think of chocolate. You just wanted to bite into it. Ok where had that thought come from?

He was so muscled, so…was that a tattoo?

Harry was feeling very hot right now. Water he needed water. No more butterbeer tonight, if he was feeling this hot he definitely needed to switch to water.

Draco was looking at him intently now. And Harry realised, he hadn’t done anything yet this turn. Oh Merlin, please don’t…

‘Potter Truth or Dare?’

Feeling sick Harry answered. ‘Dare.’

Draco’s smirk was playful now; it was amazing how many different expressions could be read in a smirk. ‘I think it’s only fair that someone else be in the same predicament. I dare you to take off your shirt.’

Shit!

Harry swallowed nervously but his hands were already obeying. Damn compulsion spells. He decided to only look at Draco while he did it; the other man was in the same predicament so he felt safe sharing a sympathetic glance with him. Then again it was his damn fault in the first place.

He slipped his arm out of his shirt and sat back. Draco was looking at him intensely. He didn’t know why but that look made him feel a little giddy and light headed. He blamed the alcohol.

When it came to Blaise again, instead of calling on Draco like he had been doing he turned his attentions to Harry. Harry felt his trepidation rising but he still didn’t want to risk a truth so…

‘Dare.’

‘I know that already.’ Blaise said. ‘Why do I have to keep asking, may as well go straight to the dare. Harry hhhmm I dare you to transfigure your trousers into a skirt.’

Harry’s protest, extremely loud though they were fell on death ears. Everyone was too busy listening to Draco protest. Draco seemed quite adamant and a bit desperate, saying that he really didn’t need to see Harry in a skirt. Again Harry was sure he was missing something but…

He had his wand in his hand by then so it was too late, couldn’t really stop it anyhow. Draco soon stopped protesting but whether that was because he’d given up or the fact that Harry had already transfigured his trousers no one knew. But it was more than likely the latter reason.

‘Well Harry…’ Alana said cocking her head to the side. ‘I actually think that’s a good look for you.’

‘Yeh Harry. You look hot.’ He ignored the near silent growl he heard come from Draco. ‘But you might wanna close the legs a bit. It isn’t proper for girls to sit with their legs open like that.’

Harry blushed and hastily complied, he also ignored the weird sound Draco had made just before he closed his legs. Harry stared down at himself, he was shirtless wearing a short black skirt over hair covered legs, he must look a complete arse.

Everyone’s attention had turned from Harry when Draco had uttered that soft squeak. The other five had all got cricks in their necks from moving so fast but Harry hadn’t noticed.

Harry cleared his throat again; he seemed to be doing a lot of that tonight. He’d decided what the next dare would be and since everyone was asking for dares now he felt quite secure in the knowledge that he’d be able to ask it.

‘Alana…’ But Terri interrupted him.

‘Harry just a minute, before you ask can I just do something?’ Maybe Harry had misunderstood her but he was sure she’d asked him for permission. She didn’t wait for it though, the next thing he knew she’d whispered a spell and pointed her wand at him. He shot out of his chair in reaction, his legs and his…balls were tingling.

‘What the hell did you do?’ he yelled. But no one was looking at him; they were all staring at his legs. He looked down and gave an extra loud squeak.

‘You didn’t, please tell me you didn’t?’ He looked down again, yep she had. His legs were now bare, not a hair in sight. Remembering where else the tingle had gone Harry turned around hiked up his skirt and pulled out his boxers. Yep she had.

‘I wish I could change who I asked.’ He said. The other boys were looking a little nervous now, realising just how far Terri had gone.

But the girl only smirked. ‘Sorry Harry they were bugging me.’

‘Bugging you.’ He repeated. How he wished he’d had less alcohol, he’d probably be able to figure out what to do next if he had.

Draco didn’t look very good, he wasn’t wearing a shirt but he looked like he needed to loosen his collar. Draco seemed to be staring at his legs in utter shock. Yeh. he thought. I’m feeling that way myself.

‘Blaise…’ he whined. ‘Can I change this skirt back now?’

‘Of course Harry. But if I were you I’d have done it straight away. I didn’t specify a length of time you know.’

Harry just stared at him for a moment. ‘I hate Slytherins.’ He muttered. And wished again that he could change his pick, Terri or Blaise it didn’t matter either would do.

‘Alana truth or dare?’

‘Dare.’

There were a few muttered comments about bravery when Harry smirked.

‘Alana I dare you to do the same thing to the other boys as what was just done to me. And make sure only you can undo it.’

The boys all paled. ‘Does that mean a skirt and a shave Harry?’ she asked smirking devilishly.

‘Oh yes and with the skirts…use your imagination.’

The exclamations from the boys were lost on Harry he was too busy thinking ‘Paybacks a bitch isn’t it?’

In a moment Harry was clutching his sides and howling with laughter. He knew he’d never forget that image as long as he lived.

His skirt had been a uniform black like his trousers but Alana had been a lot more inventive.

Blaise’s skirt was a bright dark pink, he didn’t know what the technical name for it was, all he knew was it looked hot. It might be a reddish-pink. Either way it looked good with Blaise’s skin. It also had fluffy feathers around the edges which Blaise was futilely trying to shred.

Collin’s skirt was red and gold but it had written on it in big bold letters ‘I WANTED TO BE A SLYTHERIN!’

Johnny had on a yellow and black hufflepuff skirt that made him look like a bee below the waist. He also had words on his skirt ‘Badgers rule!’ Hhhmm must have run out of ideas on that one.

And Draco’s skirt…wow. Draco’s skirt was the typical slytherin green; it was tight and very short. It had stylised silver snakes down the sides and…despite himself Harry laughed…silver tassels.

‘Potter I am going to curse you until you’re bald.’ Draco growled before taking a step forward.

‘Too late already bald in certain places.’ That made Draco pause. ‘Don’t you want to check you’ve still got hair…down there.’ The moment Draco looked down Harry was out of his chair and backing away. Draco was just as smooth as he was so it was a good bet.

‘The girls will change them back when they want to.’ He said casually. Drawing the guy’s wrath away from himself. The implications weren’t lost on the boys who immediately rounded on the girls. Who with a shared glance started to back towards the wall where the door was.

‘Draco truth or dare?’ Alana asked as she backed up.

But Draco was saved having to answer by the timely appearance of a door. Snape burst into the room a second later and before he could tell them all to get out both Alana and Terri were already at the door.

They were quickly followed by four angry skirt clad, smooth legged guys. The moment they were gone Harry collapsed into a chair and howled again.

When he finally got himself under control he found Snape by the door watching him.

‘Yes coach, sir, whatever?’ he asked innocently.

Snape pinched the bridge of his nose. ‘Potter why do I think you had something to do with this?’

‘Who me sir?’

‘I’m not falling for that. Get back to your common room now!’ Harry did as he was told but as he passed he saw Snape’s lips twitch. He couldn’t hold it in any longer, he must have laughed all the way to the common room.


A/N…Well there you have it. Not altogether happy with it but I wanted to get it posted after such a long wait. So please let me know what you think.


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