Where's the Party?

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Severus braced himself for Albus’ attack. The old wizard was staring at him, ready to start the game of Truth or Dare.

“Severus,” the headmaster started with a sparkle in his eye, “since you are rarely here for the game, we’ll start with you. The rules are: You may choose to answer a question or complete a dare. Be aware, however, that the room is spelled so that if you lie, everyone will know. Also, if you fail to tell the truth or decline a dare, or do not complete it to the satisfaction of the other players, you will be given a task which may be exponentially more embarrassing than the question or dare you were originally given. Also note, that the room is spelled so that you may not leave for any reason other than to complete a dare or task. You may not quit the game while it is your turn, either. You will have to complete the truth or dare first. Understood?”

Severus glared at him menacingly. He was beginning to regret his decision to stay already. He took another long drink from his bottle before giving Albus a curt nod.

“Very good!” The faculty cheered loudly as Severus groaned. “Severus, truth or dare?”

Severus thought for a moment. Either way, with Albus, he would be getting something embarrassing. He decided telling the truth would probably be quicker.

“Truth.”

“Hmm…” Albus pretended to think about it for a moment, though Severus knew the old man already knew exactly what questions he was going to ask and what dares he would give for the entire night.

“Have you ever kissed a student, and if so, who?”

Severus’ jaw dropped and his eyes went wide as he stared dumbfounded at his superior.

“Severus, wait!” Minerva called. “You only need name former students. Do NOT give names of current students.” She gave Albus a disapproving look.

“I have to name them? All of them??” Severus couldn’t believe Albus would ask him something THAT embarrassing or revealing. Everyone laughed and snickered at his comment. He realized too late just what he had said.

“That sounds intriguing,” Remus said, eyeing Severus like a cat at a bowl of milk.

“Not ALL, just say… the last five,” Albus said with a huge grin.

Severus hung his head in defeat. If he didn’t answer this, Albus would come up with something much worse.

“Draco Malfoy, Dean Thomas, Victoria Manson,” he took a breath and continued, “Amy Watts, and… Ron Weasley.” The last name was said so softly only Remus and Albus heard it, but it was enough.

“Ron Weasley??” Remus yelled. “You KISSED Ron Weasley?? I thought you hated him!”

“I don’t HATE him! Besides, he kissed me! It’s like a weird family tradition.” Severus growled at Albus for making him say it.

“Family tradition? How many Weasley’s have you kissed?”

“I don’t have to answer that, I did my truth!” Severus stuck his nose in the air and ignored Remus.

“Alright. Severus, you answered truthfully, so it’s your turn. Ask someone other than the one who asked you.” Albus gave him a smile as he sat in his chair, taking a sip of his wine.

Severus surveyed the table. Everyone looked happy and waited patiently for him to choose his victim. His eyes finally settled across the table from himself.

“Flitwick.”

“Dare!” the little man said enthusiastically.

“Since we’re on the subject of kissing, I dare you to kiss someone at this table. And, I mean a real kiss, not just a peck on the cheek AND it has to last a minimum of ten seconds.” Severus smirked at him.

“A kiss? To anyone?”

“Yes, anyone.”

Flitwick thought for a moment before hopping off his chair and scurrying under the table. Severus gave a confused look before gasping as the little man came up between his legs.

“Not me!”

“Well, you said ‘anyone’!” Flitwick gave him a smile before climbing into his lap as the rest of the players cheered. Remus nearly fell off his chair in laughter.

Severus was surprised to find the small lips were quite pleasurable, warm, wet and sweet. The alcohol was strong on his breath but tasted oddly spicy as Flitwick forced his tongue past Severus’ unwilling lips. The dwarf moaned as Severus gave in and allowed him to steer the kiss deeper.

“Mmm… Yummy!” Flitwick said as he slid off Severus’ lap and returned to his own chair. Severus gulped down a lung-full of air before gulping down several mouthfuls of alcohol. His head was swimming through a cloudy haze already. It was going to be a very long night.

“Minerva,” Flitwick said, continuing the game.

“Truth,” she stated confidently.

“Have you ever kissed Severus?”

“Not like that, I haven’t!” She laughed with everyone except Severus, who sunk down in his chair, trying to look invisible.

“But you have kissed him?” Flitwick clarified.

“Yes,” Minerva said almost proudly. “Hooch.”

“Huh? What?” The Quidditch coach was already quite inebriated. “Oh, umm… dare?”

“I dare you… to kiss Hagrid! Severus’ rule applies, a real kiss that has to last at least ten seconds.” Severus snickered. He knew Hagrid liked Madame Hooch so it wasn’t a difficult dare for the half giant to deal with.

“Ooh! An easy one!” Hooch got out of her chair and stumbled to Hagrid. “Come ‘ere, ya big lug!” She took Hagrid’s face in her hands and planted a solid kiss on his happy lips. Everyone cheered as she let him go, giving him a wink that made the large man blush.

The game continued, giving everyone a chance to play before Hagrid brought it back to Severus.

“Truth or dare, Sev’rus?” Severus, believing he could trust the man, asked for a dare. “Alright… let’s see… I dare you… to kiss someone at this table that you ain’t never kissed before!” Hagrid smiled happily as Severus growled at him. So much for trust.

Albus laughed as Severus groaned. “We seem to have a kissing theme going on tonight!”

Severus leaned on the table with both hands and sighed heavily. He muttered to himself as he slowly made his way around the table, coming to a stop behind Hagrid’s chair. Hagrid swallowed nervously as Severus kicked at the legs of his chair to turn him. Severus placed his hands on the man’s broad shoulders and smiled a little before placing his lips over Hagrid’s. Severus licked against Hagrid’s closed lips a moment before it opened, giving him access to the warm, wet mouth. Severus tasted the sweet apple cider he had made especially for Hagrid and smelled the salt and spice of the man himself.

Hagrid gave him an odd look as Severus returned to his seat. “Well, it was you or Albus,” he explained with a flush of his cheeks. Everyone laughed at what that implied.

The game continued for another hour, during which time, nearly all the truths and dares involved kissing. Eventually, everyone in the room had been kissed by someone. The funniest had been Albus and Minerva kissing. They had gotten so passionate that they appeared as long time lovers. When the kiss had finally ended, they both blushed furiously and sputtered apologies to each other and everyone else.

It was Flitwick’s turn and he was quite drunk by this time. His eyes shifted between Severus and Remus, not sure which of them to ask. He finally settled on Remus, giving him a mischievous smile, his bleary, reddened eyes shining.

“Remus,” he said, leaning on the table staring at him.

“Dare,” Remus replied, leaning and staring back at him.

“I dare you to take all your clothes off and stay that way for at least an hour!”

“Ooh! The game takes a twist and gets interesting!” Trelawny said from the other side of Remus. Severus groaned, knowing that wasn’t a good thing for him. Remus had been openly flirting with him all night, stealing kisses and touching his leg every chance he got.

Remus stood up on shaky legs and began a strip tease, facing Severus and watching him closely.

*Oh, Gods! What have I gotten myself into?* Severus thought as he tried not to watch the werewolf undress.

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