Dedicated to johanneismyqueen

The room was warm, lit with fire and orangey lights, casting a soft glow over everything. There were 10 multicolored beanbag chairs grouped in a circle, with a bottle in the middle. There was a small, low-lit bar against the far wall, and big speakers on the opposite wall.

The room was beautiful.

"I call blue!" Felix shouted, jumping on the blue beanbag.

"No way, I wanted that one!" Tabitha shouted, chasing after him.

"If you wanted it, you should have grabbed it!"

While they fought over the blue beanbag, Pansy sat casually on the green one. Goyle chose the red, and Lucinda sat on the purple. When Pansy shoved Blaise off her lap, he sat on the black one.

Tabitha, grumbling about loving blue, moved to sit on the grey one.

Damon sat on the yellow one, and Millie chose the pink one. Upon realizing they couldn't sit on two separate beanbags, Malfoy and Harry sat on the orange one together.

"Shall we start with Spin the Bottle?" Pansy asked brightly. When the others nodded, she spun it. It landed on Blaise, and she rolled her eyes. "Does this count as cheating on your girlfriend?"

Blaise shrugged. "I'm gonna break up with her anyways."

Pansy shrugged. "Kay."

She leaned forward, and pecked him on the lips. "Felix, your turn."

He grinned, and spun it. When it landed on Millie, he smirked. "Ready for the best kiss of your life, Bulstrode?"

She rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Gonzalez."

He laughed, and leaned over and kissed her.

It lasted about ten seconds, and then Millie pulled away. "I'm really pissed that you weren't wrong, Gonzalez."

He laughed lightly. "Goyle, your turn."

Goyle spun the bottle, and it landed on Lucinda. The shy girl blushed, and Goyle leaned forward and lightly kissed her, before pulling away. If possible, she blushed harder.

Damon landed on Tabitha, Blaise landed on Goyle, Millie landed on Pansy, Tabitha landed on Blaise, and Lucinda landed on Damon, which ended in an awkward cough and a light peck on the cheek.

Then it was Harry's turn. He spun the bottle, and it slowed until it landed on Damon.

The boy's dark eyes met Harry's and he grinned.

Harry moved off the beanbag, keeping his arm behind him so Malfoy wouldn't have to move too. He leaned forward, and lightly kissed Damon.

Almost instantly, he pulled away, yelling and jumping back onto his beanbag, and vaguely registered Malfoy screaming.

Pansy pulled Damon back before he could touch Harry again, and knelt in front of the two. "hey, hey, it's okay, it's alright," she said softly. As their screams died down. She smiled. "Are you two okay?"

It was then that Harry realized he had a protective arm around Malfoy, and pulled away, embarrassed. "Yeah, I'm okay. I forgot we can't touch anyone."

Malfoy nodded. "Yeah."

Pansy sighed. "I guess Spin the Bottle's out. Let's play Truth or Dare!"

The others nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Draco, I guess technically it's your turn," Pansy said, smiling. 

"Damon." Grey eyes met brown. "Truth or Dare?"

"Dare." The darker-haired boy smirked at Malfoy.

"Dare you to let Blaise make you a drink, and you have to drink it all."

Damon swallowed at the fire in Malfoy's eyes, and nodded. 

Harry stood with Malfoy and they followed Blaise to the bar.

Blaise frowned at Malfoy. "Code red or green?"

Malfoy thought about it, then turned to Harry. "Wanna set his mouth on fire, or make him throw up?"

Harry smirked. "I mean, he set our mouths on fire. It's really only fair that we repay the favor."

Malfoy grinned. "Good choice, Potter." he turned to Blaise. "Code red."

Blaise grinned a wicked grin and started combining various hot sauces, peppers, alcohols, and other various spicy foods into the blender, and hit blend.

After about a minute, Blaise poured it into a glass, and brought it to Damon. Harry and Malfoy sat back on their beanbag chair. Harry couldn't help but think that they were closer than they had been before. Malfoy was right next to him, arm flush against his.

Damon made a face at the drink, but took a sip. He pulled away, gasping. "Jesus Christ."

Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "The dare said all, Damon."

Damon nodded, and took a deep breath before chugging the mixture. He then ran to the bathroom to throw up.

Malfoy shrugged. "I guess it was Code red and green."

Harry laughed.

When Damon came back, flushed, he turned to Harry. "Truth or Dare, Harry?"

"Truth," Harry said immediately. 

"V shots!" Pansy exclaimed, running to the bar.

Harry turned to Malfoy. "By V, does she mean...."

Malfoy nodded in confirmation. "Veritaserum."

After they all took shots of Veritaserum, Damon asked his question.

"Harry, in your opinion, who is the hottest person in this room?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "That's your question?"

But he could feel the serum pushing the answer to the surface.

Damon raised an eyebrow. "Answer the question."

"Draco," Harry blurted out. "In my opinion, the hottest person in this room is Draco."

He heard Draco inhale sharply, and Pansy was grinning. Damon's face had fallen, and he looked irritated.

"Your turn, Harry!" Pansy said happily.

"Hmm." He turned to the shy girl. "Lucinda. Truth or Dare?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Dare."

He was surprised, but quickly gave her her dare. "Dare you to make out with Goyle."

The words had barely left his lips when Lucinda pounced on Goyle, kissing him intensely.

Harry's eyes were wide. The shy girl had guts.

Damon made gagging noises as his twin continued kissing his friend, and Pansy was holding back laughter at the annoyance on his face.

When Lucinda finally pulled away and went back to her beanbag chair, she dared Felix to kiss Blaise.

Blaise then turned to Malfoy. "Dray, truth or dare?"

Malfoy raised and eyebrow. "Dare"

Blaise's grin was wicked. "Kiss Harry."

Malfoy made soft choking noises for a second, before turning to Harry. "Sorry."

Harry just shrugged, smiling, and let Malfoy kiss him.

Malfoy's lips were very soft, and he tasted like butterscotch.

Malfoy pulled away after a second, and grinned. "Potter, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Dare you to stop calling me Malfoy."

Harry blinked. That wasn't what he expected. Then he smirked. "Okay, Ferret."

Malfoy threw his head back, laughing. "Nooooo!!!!"

Harry was momentarily stunned by Malf-Draco's laugh, but then shook it off. "Millie, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Who in this room would you make out with, and who wouldn't you?"

Millie looked around. "I would make out with Lucy, Pans, and Tab. None of the guys. Because I'm gay."

Apparently, Harry wasn't the only one shocked by this revelation, but they all let it go and kept playing.

Millie dared Tabitha to do a pole dance, Tabitha dared Blaise to eat cinnamon, Blaise dared Goyle to do a flip, Goyle made Felix tell everyone that he would make out with Lucinda out of everyone in the room.

Then Felix turned to Draco. "Truth or Dare?"

Draco grinned. "Truth."

"What's your kink?"

Draco stilled. "Just one?"

Shouting erupted. Pansy yelled "YOU HAVE MORE??", Damon shouting "How many fucking kinks do you have man?", and Blaise grinning and saying "Kinky".

When the room died down, and Draco's face was very flushed, Felix laughed. "Yeah, you can just tell us one."

Draco paused, thinking about it. "Exhibitionism."

"KINKYYYYYYYY!" Blaise screeched.

"Pans, truth or dare?" Draco asked.

She smirked. "Dare, darling."

"Dare you to kiss Millie."

Mille grinned. "Hey, thanks Dray!"

Pansy laughed. "Shut up," she said, before leaning in and kissing Millie.

They kissed for a good ten seconds before pansy turned away, leaving Millie dazed. "Harry, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Sit on Dray's lap for the rest of the game."

Harry flushed.

He carefully moved so Draco was sitting in the middle of the beanbag, and then lifted Draco's arm over his head, so when he sat down, his arm was across his own stomach, so their hands would remain conjoined.

His face flushed, and he fidgeted as he asked Tabitha truth or dare. As the game continued around him, he continued to fidget, and was too distracted by the fact that he was in Draco fucking Malfoy's lap.

And then suddenly Draco's lips were at his ear, softly whispering so the others wouldn't hear.

"Potter, I swear to God, you need to stop moving right now."

"Why?" Harry whispered softly.

"Because it feels really good."

"How can that be bad?" Harry whispered back, fidgeting more out of nervousness.

"Because it's going to ma-" Draco's words were cut off by him making soft noise, and his head dropped down on Harry's shoulder. 

Then Harry could feel it, and his whole body stilled.

Draco was hard.

"Shitttt," Draco hissed.

Harry tried to focus, to not get distracted by the fact that he had turned on Draco Malfoy.

He yawned loudly. "Really sorry, guys, but I'm tired."

Thank god the Veritaserum had worn off.

Pansy nodded. "You can just go to sleep in the Slytherin dorms, rather than all the way to your room.  They're closer."

Harry nodded. "Okay."

What he didn't count on was the others standing too.

"Y-You guys can stay," he said, trying not to sound nervous.

"Nah." Blaise stretched. "It's getting late."

They started walking out the door.

Harry sighed. "Alright, come on," he whispered, standing and pulling Draco up. "Just try to kind stay behind me."

Draco nodded, face flushed. "Okay."

Luckily, they made it to the Slytherin dorms without anyone realizing what was wrong. They quickly said goodnight to everyone, and went up to Draco and Blaise's shared room.

Blaise fell asleep fairly fast, but Draco and Harry laid in awkward silence.

"Are you still-" Harry started.

"Yep."

"Right. Well, just try to sleep."

And they did actually fall asleep. But it was only for a couple hours before Harry woke up to soft noises next to him.

He opened his eyes, and saw Draco practically sobbing next to him, hand shoved down his pants, desperately trying to get himself off.

"Hey, hey, calm down," Harry whispered. Draco's head whipped toward him, and he yanked his hand out of his pants. "You're going to wake up Blaise."

"I-I can't," Draco stuttered, tears still rolling down his cheeks. "I'm- I'm so- I can't-"

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Harry whispered. "It's alright."

Draco shook his head. "I can't- can't sleep. I'm t-too turned o-on."

Harry paused, then whispered into the darkness. "Do you want help?"

There was silence for two seconds, where Harry thought he had seriously fucked up, and then a very soft "yes" was whispered back.

"Okay." Harry sat up. "Be quiet, all right? We don't want to wake up Blaise."

Draco nodded.

Harry moved so he was cross-legged, facing Draco, who was laying down. His fingers searched in the dark for Draco's hips. until he reached the top of Draco's pants.

"Can I take these off?" he whispered, trying not to let on how nervous he was.

"Y-yes."

Harry slowly pulled down Draco's bottoms and underwear. "I'm going to touch you, is that okay?"

"Ye-yeah."

Harry wrapped his hand around Draco's length, and almost instantly the blonde inhaled sharply.

"Draco," Harry whispered in a reprimanding tone. "What did I say about noise?"

"S-sorry."

But Draco couldn't help the whimpers that escaped his mouth as Harry continued moving his hand.

Harry didn't know what to do. One hand was busy, one was conjoined to Draco's. How would he make him stop?

Draco let out a long moan as Harry twisted his hand again, and Harry knew he had to shut the blond up somehow.

So he leaned forward and shut Draco's mouth with his own.

Draco made a small noise of surprise, but seemed to realize what Harry was doing.

Draco's hips were starting to jerk, and his breathing was getting shorter, and Harry knew he was close.

He twisted his hand, stroking faster, and Draco moaned, muffled by Harry's kiss, and came.

Harry pulled away, breathless. "You okay?"

Draco nodded, and grabbed some tissues, cleaning up Harry's hand and then his legs.

Harry laid down. "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

He prayed tomorrow never came.