Seamus choked on his Firewhiskey shot, Astoria screeched "HOW COULD YOU!?", Dean laughed, Hermione glared, Ron shouted " I always knew you were gay!", Ginny chanted "OTP! OTP! OTP!", Pansy and Blaise raised their eyebrows, and Neville spit out his drink.

Harry just stared at a now very embarrassed Malfoy.

Astoria stormed across the circle. "You aren't even gay!" she shrieked.

Malfoy raised a calm eyebrow.

Her hand flashed toward him to slap him, but Harry, with his amazing Seeker reflexes, reached out his hand and snatched her wrist.

Everyone in the room stared at him in shock. Seamus choked on his drink again.

"I think you should leave," Harry growled low.

She shrieked even louder. "You can't tell me what to do Potter! I will do whatever I-"

"Petrificus Totalus."

At Harry's softly growled hex, Astoria's hands snapped to her sides, she went rigid, and fell forward.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Dean cried. He floated Astoria to a closet and shut the door.

Ron broke the following silence. "Am I the only one here that's not gay?!"

They all laughed. Hermione stood up quickly. "I'm going to bed."

As she left, the laughter died down and they started to play again.

"Truth or dare, Ron?" Draco questioned.

"Dare."

"Kiss Pansy."

He turned pink, but tilted his head toward Pansy and gently kissed her.

When he pulled away, they were both pink.

Ron spoke up. "Truth or dare Harry?"

"Dare."

"Kiss Malfoy."

His eyes widened, as did Draco's.

He turned to face Draco.

Wow, up close you can really see how grey his eyes are...

He closed his eyes, gathered up all of his courage, and pressed his lips to Draco's.

When did he become Draco?

Draco's lips were soft. He kissed back like he was afraid Harry would pull away.

Instead, Harry ran his tongue over his lips.

Draco ran his fingers through his hair and kissed him harder.

Someone cleared their throat.

Draco and Harry pulled apart, breathless. Harry's face turned red.

"Wow, Potter, you really enjoyed that, didn't you?" Malfoy laughed.

Harry snorted and shrugged. "You're not a bad kisser, Malfoy. If it hadn't been you I was kissing, I might have enjoyed it."

Ron shouted "Oh shit, burn!" as Malfoy glared daggers at Harry before returning to his seat.

"Neville, truth or dare?" Harry asked, smirking.

"Dare," he muttered.

"I dare you to give Zabini a lap dance."

Neville groaned. "Harry, I thought you were an innocent guy! I trusted you!"

"You thought wrong!" Harry laughed. "Never trust me with a dare!"

They all laughed at Neville's irritated face.

The laughing stopped rather quickly when Neville started giving Zabini a lap dance.

It lasted about ten minutes, and by the time Neville was done, everyone in the room was staring at his now bare chest with glazed eyes. Except Draco. He seemed to be in his own little world.

Neville plopped back down at Zabini's side, not bothering to put his shirt back on.

Zabini sat there, breathless, for a moment, before he regained his ability to breathe and fixed the top three buttons of his shirt Neville had managed to undo without him noticing.

He leaned over and whispered in Neville's ear for a few moments. Neville's eyes got wider and wider.

"Malfoy, quick, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he said calmly.

Neville stood up, grabbing Zabini's hand to pull him up too. "I, um, dare you to, um-"

"Have Potter talk you into an orgasm!" Zabini exclaimed. Neville nodded, and they rushed out of the room.

A\N: The groups is now down to Pansy, Ron, Harry, Draco, Ginny, Seamus and Dean, Pansy again.

The room stared at the door in shock. Then, slowly, their shocked eyes turned to Malfoy and Harry.

Malfoy was shaking his head with vigor. "Hell no!"

Harry squeaked. "I don't think so!"

"Then you can do the forfeit!" Ginny suggested.

Malfoy and Harry nodded desperately.

Ginny's grin turned sinister. "Have sex with each other."

Every jaw in the room dropped. Dean shouted "Not in here!", Seamus shouted " That's so hot!", Ron shouted "Ginny!" like he couldn't believe his sister could conceive of such thoughts, Pansy smirked with Ginny, Draco was making small strangled noises, and Harry put his head in his hands and hissed "why God?"

"Fine!" Draco shouted. "I'll do the dare! Fuck!"

Harry did not lift his head.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Any day now, Potter!"

"Why me?"

"Because you two are enemies and that makes it five times hotter than just regular friends," Ginny replied.

Harry lifted his head and groaned again. "Fiiiine!"

The room went silent.

Harry looked awkwardly at Malfoy, who was looking anywhere but him.

He had no idea what was doing.

Then, an idea came to him. He had heard that some girls got turned on when he used Parseltongue. Maybe.....

He looked at Malfoy again, who was looking at him nervously.

He let out a soft hiss.

Malfoy just looked confused.

"Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell," he hissed.

Malfoy gasped, and jerked slightly. Harry noticed Malfoy's jeans had swollen a bit from the statement.

The rest of the circle stared at him. They couldn't say this wasn't sexy as hell.

"Tapioca pudding is disgusting."

Ginny's breaths were getting a bit short now. She hadn't told anyone Parseltongue was her kink.

"I want a rabbit. Italy is nice this time of year. Ummm.... You actually don't look half bad, for a git? More than that. I supposed you're bloody gorgeous.

"I hate you, Draco Malfoy. I hate that you're so mean to me, so mean to my friends, and yet you are still so gorgeous, with your platinum blonde hair, porcelain skin, gorgeous grey eyes, and those abs I saw the other day, when you lifted your arms? Delicious."

Malfoy whimpered. His cock had grown quite a bit, and it appeared he was trying not to rub himself.

"I think I'm gay, Malfoy. Should I call you Malfoy? I'll call you Draco. Anyways, I think I'm gay. For you. I want to stare into those grey eyes, run my hand through that blonde hair, map every inch of that porcelain skin with my tongue. Does that make me homosexual? Bisexual? Or just Malfoy-sexual, because you are the only one who's ever made me feel this way?"

Draco had given up on not touching himself. He rubbed his hand over his crotch furiously, moaning softly every time Harry spoke.

He wasn't the only one. Ginny had thrown her head back, also softly moaning. Seamus's arms, which before had been around Dean's waist, were now over his crotch, tracing circles that made Dean moan. Ron and Pansy were practically leaning on each other, eyes glazed.

"Are you close? I might be close. Watching you rub your cock through your jeans, moaning, its almost too much to handle. I'm proud to say I did that."

Draco appeared very close. His head was thrown back, cheeks flushed.

"And all you hear is hissing. Hiss hiss Draco. I wonder what you would say if you could hear me, understand me."

Draco moaned loudly and arched his back.

"Hiss hiss, Draco. Now come for me, beautiful boy. Come for me."

And come Draco did. He arched his back again, and groaned as a shudder went through his whole body. He lay there for a moment, in the moment after his orgasm, before picking up his wand and casting a cleaning charm on himself.

Pansy broke the silence. "That was fucking hot."

Everyone nodded. Harry blushed.

Draco blinked. "Truth or dare, Weaslette?"

"Dare."

"All right. Make out with Pansy for five minutes."

Ginny and Pansy sputtered. Ron glared at Malfoy.

Ginny sighed, and grabbed Pansy by the front of her shirt for a kiss.

Pansy wrapped her arms around her neck, and it got heated. They appeared to be fighting for control.

"Time's up!" Dean called. Both girls instantly broke away and cast cleaning charms on their mouths.

"Truth or dare, big brother?" Ginny asked.

"Dare, I suppose."

"Go through the same torture I did. Make out with Parkinson for five minutes."

Pansy's mouth dropped open, but Ron simply grabbed her by her waist, set her on his lap, and proceeded to snog her.

"Time's up!" called a disgusted Draco. Ron and Pansy did not seem to hear him.

"Oi!" Harry shouted. They broke up, sheepishly.

"I think I'm done," Draco said, standing up. Harry nodded, and stood as well.

Pansy and Draco went back to their house, (god knows where Neville and Blaise were), and the Gryffindors all went to bed.

"Goodnight Ron. Goodnight Seamus, Dean," Harry said as he laid down.

"G'night Harry," they replied.

Goodnight Draco.