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Spin the Bottle	By : tlb69 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 8930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Spin the Bottle
- 2-Round Two
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- 2
DISCLAIMER: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/ actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

Thanks to knightmare, Evil Auntie Snape , and Wolfiekins for their help and wonderful betaing. However, if there are any mistakes, I have made them on my own.

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A/N: Voldemort killed Lily. James killed Voldemort.

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~~~ROUND ONE~~~

"Ronald Weasley!"

Ron turned around exasperated. "What, Mum?

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"Yes! Why are you yelling?" Ron stood up and grabbed his bag.

Molly folded her hands together and spoke more calmly. "What did I say then, dear?"

Ron looked as though he might be sick. "Say?"

"Yes, what did I just tell you?" she asked, still speaking calmly.

"Well, I, um, didn't quite get it all."

"That's why I had to yell!" Molly roared. "I said, you had better listen to Mr. Potter, Sirius, Remus and Tonks!" Molly picked up her weathered rolling pin and waved it frantically. "Or, you will answer to this!"

"I will Mum! Blimey!" Ron pouted as he followed Harry into the fireplace.

"Bye, Mum," Fred, George and Ginny yelled, just before they, too, disappeared through the fireplace in a flash of green.

"Arthur, we're finally alooo - Eeeeaakkk!" Molly shrieked, her husband wrapping his arms around her from behind. "You gave me such a fright."

"I'm sorry, Mollywobbles," he breathed softly in her ear, before kissing her bare neck. "I ran us a bath, with some of your favourite oil," he hissed, continuing to press soft kisses to her neck and nipping at a few spots along the way.

She turned to face him. "Oh Arthur, you're always so romantic."

"Are you absolutely sure you want to try for another child?" he asked, snaking his fingers through her hair.

She grinned like a school girl. "Yes, I believe I am."

In one swift and powerful motion, he swept her into his arms. "Let's start with the bath, then," he whispered before kissing her delicate lips.

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Everyone was gathered around an old dark brown rectangular table in front of the fireplace at Godric's Hollow, when the final two of their party arrived.

"Viktor, Anton, welcome. I'm glad you two could make it!" James smiled broadly as he moved across the room to greet his last pair of guests.

As they shook hands, James offered them the two remaining seats beside Ron and Harry. Nodding and waving shyly to the group, Anton took his seat.

"As promised Herr Potter, eight more tickets," Viktor smiled, handing the tickets to James.

"Excellent! And please, call me James."

"As you veesh."

Remus entered the room and placed an old, dented, rusty wash tub on the table in the middle of the group.

"Almost time," James smiled excitedly, looking at the clock on the wall. "Now, before we go, I want to say a couple of things."

"Here he goes!" Harry mumbled to Hermione and Ron.

"What was that, son?"

Ron and Hermione were trying, unsuccessfully, not to laugh.

"Um, nothing, Dad," Harry said nervously.

Taking in a deep breath James gave his son a stern look. "Harry, remember our talk last night?"

Harry looked at the carpet, his face turning scarlet. "Yes, sir. Sorry."

He turned to Ron and Hermione, who were trying to hide their faces in their hands. "Will you two shut it?" he growled.

"Okay first, we were only able to get one camp site. So, everyone will have to share a room with one other person."

Fred and George quickly stood up, both waving a finger in the air and speaking as one. "We call the penthouse suite!"

"Shut up, you two!" Ginny snapped, sounding too much like their mother.

"There is no penthouse suite," Tonks chimed in, trying not to laugh.

As the twins sat down, George shot his sister in the chest with the thick, green rubber band he had been playing with.

"Oouch! You goon!"

James battled on, a little louder. "Secondly, this is a rather sizable group, and we don't want to lose anyone, so stay together. I promised everyone's parents we would return you in your current condition."

"Oh, we were..." Fred pouted.

"...hoping you..." George added, also pouting.

"...could do something..."

"...to improve Ronniekins!" George said, looking hopefully at James.

"Shut it!" Ron barked, at his brothers, his face beet red.

"Guys, please," Remus said politely, smiling at the twins.

"Sorry, Mr. Potter," the twins sang together.

Everyone in the room was desperately trying not to laugh and put Ron in a fouler mood. Tonks, who let out a loud guffaw, was not so successful.

"Way to go, cousin," Sirius teased. "You're supposed to help US, not them."

After a moment or two, she had fully composed herself.

"Finally, our Bulgarian friends were able to procure eight more tickets, in addition to the ten tickets we already have," James announced.

Viktor and Anton were greeted with a soft round of applause from the room. Harry, Ron and the twins however; whooped and hollered.

"Okay, quiet down," James yelled in order to be heard over the loud boys. "The Ministry has provided this Portkey for us, since we have such a large group."

"Okay, it's just about time," James checked his watch. "Everyone grab hold, and stick together!" he said sternly, looking around at the group.

Everyone quickly collected their bags, and grabbed the wash tub.

"Now Ickle Ronniekins..." George teased.

"...don't let go..." Fred joined in.

"...too soon or..."

"...you'll be cut..."

"...in two," the Twins teased, together.

James checked his watch again. "Three, two, one!"

Ron yelling, "Shut it!" was the last thing they heard as they were thrust from the cosy confines of Godric's Hollow.

As the younger wizards dropped to the hard ground with a thud, they looked up to see the adults walking down to the earth, on what looked like non-existing stairs.

"Did you have a bumpy landing?" Tonks playfully asked, offering Hermione and Ginny a hand up.

Everyone dusted themselves off and set out over the steep green hills to where the campsites were located. After half an hour, they found their tent.

"Couldn't we have gotten a bigger tent, Dad?" Harry whispered, embarrassed.

"Trust me Harry," James wrapped his right arm around his son's shoulders, pulling him in for a tight hug. "It's plenty big enough."

Harry slowly entered the tent, staring in awe. He could see three huge rooms, all layered with drapes and canvases of all colours: reds, blues, purples, greens and yellows. Hanging above what looked like the dinning area were four flags Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Durmstrang.

"Woo hoo. This is great!" Harry murmured softly.

"What did I tell you?" James smiled at his son.

"Are those the bedrooms, Dad?" Harry asked, pointing to the left side of the tent.

"Yes, those four there, and those five over there," he said, indicating to the other side of the tent.

James stepped into the middle of the tent. "Okay, everyone choose someone to bunk with," James suggested cheerfully as everyone examined their lodgings. "Boys are on the right side, girls on the left."

His announcement was met by many groans.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but we are here for The Quidditch World Cup, and not for...well not for that," James said, blushing slightly. "So, drop your gear, and then you can go out and look around. Harry, you can bunk with me." James grabbed their bags, heading for the front most room.

Harry followed close behind. "Dad, I thought I'd room with Ron."

"I think he's already found someone to room with."

James pointed to Ron, who was walking to the room next to theirs with none other than Viktor.

"Oh, okay," Harry mumbled. "I guess we're roomies then."

"Gee, thanks," James muttered, taking their gear through the purple drapes of their room.

Sirius and Remus took the last room on the right, closest to the dinning area. Fred and George took the room next to theirs. Cedric motioned to Anton, with a smile, and the two took the last available room between Fred and George, and Ron and Viktor.

Tonks and Hermione took the front most room, on the girl's side. Cho and Lavender took the next, followed by Katie and Angelina, and finally Ginny and Luna took the last room, closest to the loo.

Remus was standing by the stove when everyone came out of their rooms. "Okay everyone, quiet down. We'll get lunch going. If you kids want to go look around, be back here in two hours."

"We are ..." George said, crossing his arms, and looking rather offended.

"...not kids!" Fred ended, mirroring his twin.

"My apologies. If you young adults would like to," but none of them heard him finish, as they all had left the tent.

Harry rushed up to James. "Dad, can I have some money?"

"Sure! Here you are." Reaching into the front pocket of his jeans, James pulled out a handful of Galleons. "Don't spend it all in one pla..." Harry didn't hear him as he burst from the tent to catch up with his friends.

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After dinner, James and Tonks cleaned up the kitchen and dinning room while Remus and Sirius sat at the table drinking Firewhisky.

The rest of the group was gathered around the stove, talking about the Quidditch match the following night.

George and Fred whispered to themselves before standing up.

"Who's up...?" George asked.

"...for a game of..." Fred followed his twin's lead.

"...Spin the Bottle?" they grinned knowingly at everyone.

"I'm not sure Harry's dad would approve," Katie said, looking over their heads toward the kitchen.

"My Godfathers will keep him busy," Harry laughed, looking embarrassed. "Hell, they would probably join in."

"What's he going to do, ground us?" Ron joked.

"Mum gave him permission to, um, spank us if we needed it, remember?" Ginny chided.

"Shut it," he growled.

Viktor downed the remainder of his Butterbeer and sat on the floor. "Here is bottle. I go first, no?"

"Okay, our regular rules!" Katie called, also moving to the floor. "First round is the warm up round, kissing only."

Harry and Ron moved the couches and chairs out of the way to give them all more room while everyone else formed a circle.

"What is way you play?" Anton asked, quickly sitting next to Lavender.

"Katie, if you will?" Fred prompted.

"Well, as I said, round one is the warm up round. We continue until every one has been kissed twice," she said, snuggling between George and Viktor. "Whoever is the last person to be kissed the second time will decide what round two will be."

Everyone was listening intently to Katie as she went over the rules. "Whoever the bottle is closest to is the lucky person. If it's a tie, then they both get kissed. Kisses can take as long as you both believe is necessary."

"I go first!" Viktor said as he rubbed his hands together. "Everyone ready?"

"No, wait!" Ginny yelped. "What if someone chickens out?"

"Yes, good point, Ginny. Most of us have already played this together. For those of you who have not, I feel it only fair to warn you ahead of time. This can sometimes get really...er...weird. Especially with Fred and George playing."

"We'll take..." Fred lifted his head, grinning lustfully and wagging his eyebrows.

"...that as a compliment!" George finished, doing the same.

"What you mean, weird?" Anton asked, looking rather nervous.

"Anything..." Fred leered.

"...goes!" George ogled.

"Yes, and those two are completely warped," Ginny said.

"Thank you!" Fred and George grinned.

"So, is everyone in agreement? No back-outs. And, if anyone does, they have to attend the match tomorrow wearing only trainers," Katie said, looking happily around the group.

As she looked about, everyone nodded in agreement.

"Ah, since ve are, how you say, newbies, you will be not too unkind to us, yes?" Anton asked, looking directly at Fred and George.

"No deals!" they said, winking at him.

"Ooffga!" Anton groaned.

"Ve are going, then. And I go first," Viktor grinned as he spun the bottle vigorously.

The room erupted with whoops and laughter as the bottle stopped facing Ron.

"Ah ha ha! Good one, Veektor," Anton teased.

The two guys looked at each other nervously.

"Hey, let's get..." Fred growled

"...on with it!" George added.

"There are four..."

"...of us Weasley's..."

"...if we can..."

"...then two guys..."

"...can," Fred and George finished together.

"Shut it, already!" Ron snapped, his face burning red.

"Well, I did vant to go first, who better to get rid of modesty, yes?"

Viktor leaned over the empty bottle toward Ron.

Ron hesitantly drifted toward Viktor, closing his eyes.

As Viktor pressed his lips to Ron's, the twins and Harry erupted with whoops and yells. The others were either laughing or cheering them on as well.

Although the kiss lasted only a few moments, for Ron it seemed like an eternity.

"Nice one guys," Lavender called, winking at them.

"Okay, Ron's turn," Katie called out, desperately trying to catch her breath from laughing.

Ron, whose face was now a nice shade of red, and whose breathing had become gasps, never took his eyes off Viktor as he gave the bottle the same vigorous spin as the Bulgarian had.

The room erupted in laughter again as the bottle landed on Ginny.

"Uhh, I hate when that happens," Ron moaned.

"It's no picnic for me either, Mr. Slobber," she teased.

"Can we just get this over with?" he snapped, giving his sister a quick peck on the lips while the cat calls and cheering grew louder.

That's when the older group in the dinning room suddenly noticed their game.

"What are they doing in there?" Tonks asked, peering over Sirius' head.

"Let's find out," Sirius waved his hand in the direction of the bottle. "Prongs, bring the whiskey."

As they entered the great room, they saw Ginny kissing Katie.

"What's going on in here?"

Seeing what the two girls were doing, Sirius smiled. "Never mind, I can see what you're up to."

"Hang on! What are you kids doing?" James snapped. "You can't play this, um here."

"Oh, don't be such a prude. Mind if we join?" Tonks chimed in, plopping down happily between Luna and Cho. "Just to make sure nothing inappropriate happens, of course."

James looked flabbergasted. "Tonks!"

"Count me in!" Sirius jumped between Lavender and Angelina.

Remus patted James' shoulder. "You used to trap us into playing this game, too. Remember, Prongs?"

"But there are four Weasleys, and my son!" James barked. "What would Molly say if she found out?"

"Honestly James, you sound like your mother!" Sirius teased.

"Sod off, Padfoot! I'm in!" James snapped. "What rules are we playing by?"

Katie quickly ran through the rules for them. Everyone agreed not to start over, as they had not gone that far.

"Katie, you're next," Cedric called.

More cheers as the bottle landed in front of Angelina.

Katie winked at Angelina, closed her eyes and pressed her lips to the other girl's. Katie brought her hand up to rest on the side of Angelina's face, and they kissed tenderly for what seemed like a couple minutes. The entire time, the cheers became almost deafening.

Angelina then spun the bottle and it landed on Harry. Harry's face turned red as he leaned over for Angelina. Their kiss lasted about several minutes, until James interrupted them.

"Okay, we got the point! Is there a time limit to these kisses?"

"No, there isn't!" Hermione answered.

"How was it, Angelina?" Katie asked, barely able to get a breath out after James' uncomfortable outburst.

"He's an excellent kisser!" she said, blushing.

"So are you! Okay, my turn!" Harry yelled as he gave the bottle a hearty spin, which took it out of the circle.

"Foul, foul!" Fred and George yelled, laughing.

"Oh, I get another try." Ignoring the twins, Harry retrieved the bottle and spun again. This time it landed on Sirius.

"Wooo hooo!" Fred called.

"Time for some family..." George laughed.

"...snogging, other than, ours!" Fred finished.

Harry looked up at Sirius, thankful he was smiling. "Ready?"

"Let's just see how good a snogger you are, Little Bit!" Sirius leered, calling Harry by his pet name.

Harry pressed his lips to his Godfather's, opening his mouth a little just as Sirius slid his tongue inside.

Sirius tasted Harry's tongue and mouth, getting more and more energized by the cheers from the others and the sweet taste of Harry's mouth. Harry brought his hand up and grabbed Sirius' hair, frantically pushing his tongue inside Sirius' mouth to taste him.

When they broke their kiss, after a couple of minutes, Harry and Sirius stayed within inches of each other, both breathing heavily.

"That was very good, Harry!" Sirius gasped.

Harry was now blushing. "Thanks, you too," he whispered.

As Harry sat back in his place, Hermione clapped him on the back. "The longest yet," she teased.

Harry, laughing along with everyone else, noticed that his dad and Remus were both looking rather furious. He didn't have time to dwell on it, as Sirius had finished spinning and was about to kiss Luna. After that kiss, Remus looked even more furious, and James just stared at Harry.

Luna spun and got Fred. She leaned in nervously, and Fred kissed her so gingerly, she almost floated back to her spot. George, however, Harry noticed, was looking rather distraught.

Fred spun and hit Viktor. After their passionate kiss, Harry noticed that not only did George look enraged, but Ron did as well.

Viktor then spun the bottle and hit on Anton, who merely shook his head, chuckling. "None of your sloppiness, yes?"

"Oh no, my fiery friend. My kiss, my way!"

"Ugg," was all Anton got out, as Viktor grabbed his head, assaulting Anton's face and mouth with his tongue. It was quite possibly the wettest kiss of the entire night.

After he finished cleaning Viktor's slobber off his face, Anton spun the bottle, which landed Remus. That was quite possibly the second shortest kiss of the night.

Remus however landed on his old friend, James.

"Oi, brings back memories," Remus cooed.

James smiled as he leaned into Remus' lips. Although the cheers were just as loud, neither of them heard much of it. Remus opened his mouth just enough to let James push his tongue inside. As always, James took over the kiss, grabbing the back of Remus' head and pulling him in tightly, nipping at his tongue.

Harry looked at Sirius, who was looking at the ceiling, and found he didn't much like his Dad kissing Remus like that.

"It is just a stupid game, Harry! Just a game," he kept saying to himself.

After about another half an hour Fred ended up being the last one to be kissed for the second time. He leapt up and did a very lewd dance by himself, yelling the entire time. "I won, I won, oooh la lal! I won, I won!"

"Okay, Fred! Get a grip already," Katie laughed. "Before we take a bathroom break, you have to say what round two will be."

Fred stopped his dancing, waving everyone to silence. "Okay, I think round two will be....hmmm let's see? I've got it. In round two, if the bottle lands on you, you have to remove a piece of clothing..."

"Whoa!" James yelled. "We are NOT playing that way!"

"Foul, foul, foul!" Fred and George yelled.

"He's right, Prongs. You agreed to play by their rules, knowing Fred and George were also playing," Remus reminded him. "I'm not that thrilled with it either. However, we did say we would, or we would be going to the match starkers."

"Foul, foul!" Fred and George continued to yell.

James gave Remus a withering stare. "You can not possibly believe..."

"Foul, foul, foul!"

"Guys, shut it already! He's playing," Sirius yelled over the twins' voices. "Forget it Prongs! I am not going to the match starkers!"

"We agree," Sirius announced in a firm voice, smiling as he stood up and headed for the loo. "Bathroom break and I'm first!"
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James and Sirius came back to the main room with three bottles of Firewhisky. Fred and George were following them with a few bottles of their own. "Chocolate syrup, banana syrup, and whipped cream," Fred supplied, as Anton and Victor gave him curious looks.

"Party favours!" George informed them.

James gave everyone a shot glass, passing the bottle around.

"I'll need a little help if I'm going to do this," he whispered, to Remus.

Sirius filled his glass and passed the bottle to Lavender. "This is how we played when we were at Hogwarts. James always managed to sneak two or three bottles into our dorm."

"Say, Sirius?" James called, across the playing field.

"Yeah, Prongs?"

"Shut It! Harry does not need that information!"

"Oi, thanks, Sirius! That might become useful in the future," Harry grinned, raising up his glass to Sirius.

"It had better not!" James snapped.

Sirius winked at him as the bottle came back to James.

James held up his glass. "To a fun night, which will never be spoken of again...to anyone!"

"Cheers!"

Remus grabbed the bottle and refilled his and James' glasses, before handing the bottle to Luna. "I'll do the next toast! You've lost the ability."

"You sure this is okay?" Luna asked, Remus.

"It's required, Luna."

After every one had four shots, or so, Sirius stood up. "Okay, Fred, you start. Tonks, pass the bottle back this way!"

"Wait a minute! What are the rules again?" Cedric asked, refilling his glass.

Fred leaped to his feet, and gave a bow. "If the bottle lands on you, then you must remove an article of clothing."

"Ron, you're a right git!" George snapped. "He got up and put on more clothes."

"So what! Harry did, too."

"Thanks, Ron," Harry gave Ron an annoyed stare.

"What if it's a tie?" Ginny interrupted.

"Then both of them have to remove something," Fred answered, raising his arms.

Sirius was grinning devilishly. "What happens when it lands on some one who is already starkers?"

"Ahh, I'm glad you asked that one!" Fred gleamed.

"Yes, thanks Padfoot!" James groaned, giving Sirius a withering stare.

"In the event you are already starkers, you have to do a sexual favour for the spinner," Fred continued.

George and Harry whooped.

"Dear Lord!" James moaned.

"Oofka!" Anton groaned.

"And it there is a tie, and they are both starkers?" Sirius asked, hopefully.

"Padfoot, shut it already!" James barked.

"Double your fun!" Fred growled.

"Excellent!" George sang, excitedly.

"Since I won last round, I go first!" Fred announced, grabbing the bottle and his shot. "Everyone ready?"

"Woo hoo! Let's play," Tonks yelled.

Fred gave a hearty yell, downing his shot and spun the bottle vigorously. "And the first victim is?"

"George!" he shouted.

The room erupted with laughter, cat calls and applause, as George made a show of unleashing his left trainer. He slowly removed it, running it his nose along the inside and inhaling deeply. He dangled it in front of himself for a few seconds before tossing it to Fred.

Fred, whose eyes were massive at the sight of his twin, caught the trainer in the air and buried his nose inside. "Umm...nice!"

"Uugg!" Ron muttered, scrunching his face in disgust.

The girls all started calling George's name.

"George!"

"George!"

"George!"

"George!"

He grabbed the bottle and gave it a spin. "And the lucky one is?" he called out over the cheers.

"Cedric!" Fred, George, Luna, and Cho all yelled together, as the others cheered some more.

Cedric slowly removed his jumper, revealing two more shirts underneath.

"You cheat!" Cho yelled, through her laughter.

"Not cheating! Fred didn't say how much, or little clothing we could have on," he defended himself.

"Come on, less talk more spinning!" Tonks yelled.

The group started yelling Cedric's name.

"Cedric!"

"Cedric!"

When the bottle stopped spinning, it was pointing to James.

Tonks, Sirius, Fred and George screamed with excitement. James had been the most reluctant to play under these rules. Apparently the whiskey was helping him to unwind, as he smiled devilishly and stood up.

"All right, Dad! Take it off!" Harry yelled.

James slowly unbuttoned his trousers and separated the flaps. The group erupted with cheers and applause. He removed the jumper, which was tucked into his trousers, twirled it around his head several times before letting it fly. He refastened his trousers, which brought out some boos, before sitting back down.

"Now, that is the James we remember, eh Remus!?" Sirius called, holding his shot up toward him.

"Your turn, Mr. Potter!" Ginny yelled, excitedly.

"For Merlin's sake, don't call me that! Just call me James!"

"Your turn, James!" Harry happily shouted.

James' expression changed from a spirited one to a heated one.

Harry had a sudden fear rush through his body. Shit!

As James spoke, his expression changed to a leer. "Oh, you're going to pay for that one, Harry!"

"You'd better watch James, Harry. He was a master at making the bottle stop where he wanted it," Remus called, as he was also applauding. "Harry!" they shouted in unison.

"What did I tell you?" Remus laughed. "Same ol' Prongs."

Harry loosened his tie and quickly snaked it through his teeth, before throwing it over this head.

"Coward!" Ron teased.

Harry stuck his tongue out at Ron as he spun the bottle.

"Hey, let's have a girl take something off now. All us blokes are going to be starkers in no time!" Sirius yelled.

The bottle stopped in front of Katie.

The boys all whooped loudly.

As she stood, she pulled both her hands inside her shirt. She bit her bottom lip, as her hands working busily under her shirt. After a couple of seconds, smiling devilishly, she dangled her bra over Victor's head, to the delight of the group.

Katie's spin landed on Anton.

Viktor gave a boisterous roar to his uneasy comrade.

Although Anton was looking ill, he made a tremendous effort to erotically raise his left leg straight in the air and unbuckled his boot. He dangled it over the bottle for a couple of seconds.

"Oi! Me!" Fred called excited, as a child does on Christmas morning.

"No! Me!" George called.

Seeing Anton's baffled expression at the twins, Harry laughed wildly. He leaned over to Anton. "They have a raging foot fetish!"

"Oh. I'm seeing now," he grinned, tossing his ripe boot to George.

"Score!" George yelled, jumping up and down with his arms raised in the air, before burying his nose inside the opening.

"You reeley git into dis game, yes?" Anton's nose curled up, watching George's eyes roll back in his head as he inhaled deeply. "We are not having such, um how you say, xsitement?"

"Excitement!" Harry laughed at Anton's fumbling of the English words.

"Spin!"

Anton's spin landed on Sirius, who removed a boot as well. "Who wants this one?"

Again Fred and George whooped and yelled as they jumped up and down.

"Oohh! And what do I get for," he brought the boot up to his nose. "Oooh, this very ripe...boot?"

"Anything you..." Fred shouted.

"...want!" George also shouted.

"Just drop the bloody thing already!" Remus snarled, his face flaming.

Sirius was grinning as he leered at Anton. "Well, Anton, you spun me. Would you like it?"

Anton looked scared. "Um...no. Tanks anyway."

Remus crossed the middle of the playing field, snatched the boot, and threw it in their room. "Spin already!"

Fred and George looked deflated as Sirius grabbed the bottle.

"Okay, okay. I'll spin," Sirius pouted. "The lucky person is?"

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After an hour, most everyone was in their underwear. Remus, George, Hermione, James, and Ron were all rather grumpy.

"Will you just spin the sodding bottle!" Ron barked at Viktor, who was dangling his sock between Fred and George.

"Okay, calm down, my Engleesh friend," Viktor said, a little puzzled.

Luna was waving her hands at Viktor. "Hey, make it land on Katie. She's the only one with pants still."

Victor spun the bottle vigorously. "Dees veener es?"

By now, they were finishing up their third bottle of Firewhisky.

"No, land on Diggory!" Lavender yelled.

The bottle stopped on Sirius. The entire room erupted with cheers, and cat calls.
"Take it off!" Fred yelled, as he sang the stripping song.

Sirius stood up slowly, and turned his back to his fellow bottlers. Wiggling his buttocks at everyone he bent over, erotically sliding his boxers down, and stepping out of them. When he turned around, 'Little Sirius' was pointing straight out, tied with a leather strap.

"Woooooow!" Fred yelled.

"Yeah, Woo hooooo!" George, and Harry yelled.

James and Remus were the only two who were not making a sound.

Ginny and Hermione were both blushing, as this was their first time seeing a man starkers.

Sirius sat down, and crawled over to the bottle, smiling at the group. "Okay, who's next?"

Sirius' spin landed on Tonks.

As the room filled with howls, Tonks leisurely rose and unhooked her bra. "Ready?"

"Yes!"

"Woo, yeah!"

"Take it off!"

She twirled it around in the air, before flinging it through the air. "Okay, that's two down!" she howled as she spun the bottle.

"Harry!" the room yelled.

"Oh, boy!" he thought. "All right, all. Sock or shorts?" he asked.

Before anyone could speak a word, Fred and George screamed, "Sock!"

Harry lasciviously removed his remaining sock and threw it to Fred. Fred sank his nose into it, running his right hand over his hardened cock, which was sticking out of the top of his briefs.
Harry put his two index fingers on his temples, as he murmured, "Dad, Dad, Dad!"

He spun the bottle, which landed on Anton.

Anton's face went scarlet, as he looked down at his boxers. "Oofka!" he mumbled. "Not eh," - hiccup - "verd, Krum!" he snapped, rising and dropping his boxers.

Fred and George whistled, as they ogled Anton's thick, uncut penis.

"Okay, let's spin!" Anton quickly said, trying to get the attention off himself.

"Cho!"

She slipped her panties off without leaving the floor.

Cedric's eyes grew to the size of apples as she spun.

"Ginny!"

She buried her scarlet face in her hands. "Oh no!" she whispered.

"Fred, George - no comments!" she snapped, as she removed her bra, twirled it over her head, and flung it into the kitchen.

None of her three brothers said a word.

"Okay, let's get some one who is starkers this time!" Ginny yelled.

"Remus!"

Remus stood and removed his white boxer briefs. Most of the cat calls stopped as his briefs hit the floor and he toed them into his hand. Remus had, after all, been most everyone's teacher. His erection was eight inches of uncut thickness, standing over two firm, shaven bollocks. Fred was starting to drool as he saw a drop of liquid at the tip of Remus' shaft.

"Well, the playing field is getting quite thin," he joked, giving the bottle a hearty spin.

"Harry!" the room erupted.

"Not fair! There are many others who still have more than one piece of clothing on!" he snapped.

"Take it off!"

"Take it off!"

"Take it off!"

"Okay, who wants me to remove it?" he toyed, as he ran his thumbs along the elastic of his boxers.

"Take it off!"

"Take it off!"

"Take it off!" the room chanted.

James was intensely biting his lower lip as Harry slid his boxers down his legs, revealing his rock hard erection.

As the cheers die down, Harry spun the bottle which landed on Sirius.

"Yes!" Fred and George yelled, as the first sexual favour had arrived.

Sirius blushed as he winked at Harry. "Well, Little Bit, what will it be?"

Harry brought his index finger up to his chin, as he contemplated his favour. He didn't seem to notice his dad's demeanour go from one of lust to one of rage as he spoke.

"I think...I would like to see how well you can...er...suck my cock," he leered, at his godfather.

"Harry?"

"Heah! No back-outs!" Tonks yelled.

"I'm not backing out, you prat," he snapped at his cousin, before returning his gaze back to Harry. "I want to know how long do I have to...suck you?"

"Hmm... three minutes," he said excitedly, spreading his legs.

"Go!"

"Go!"

"Go!"

"Go!" Most of the room chanted.

"As you wish, master," Sirius growled, crawling over to grasp Harry's hard cock. "Only three minutes, hmm, let's see how I do."

He grabbed the base of Harry's shaft turning to the others. "Start counting, Katie."

"Wait...wait...okay... now...Go!" she yelled.

Sirius licked the tip of Harry's throbbing cock, as Harry closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Sirius moved slowly down the side of the shaft, then back up to the head. He twirled his tongue around the head of Harry's dick, before diving down on the shaft, and slowly moved up and down, stopping at the top again, humming and licking the head. Diving back down, he began stroking and sucking in unison, being sure to suck up all the precome.

"Fifteen more seconds," Katie called.

Sirius dove back down on Harry's cock, still humming.

"Time!" Katie called, as Sirius slowly licked Harry's shaft one last time, enjoying the sweet taste.

"How was that, Little Bit?" he asked, Harry.

"Brilliant! And please don't call me that tonight."

"I've called you that every since you were one!" Sirius pouted, continuing to stroke Harry's willy.

"Yes, but with you sucking me, it's creepy."

"As you wish, master!" Sirius whined.

"Okay Sirius, let his cock go and spin the bloody bottle already!" Remus barked.

Sirius rolled his eyes and spun. The bottle landed on Fred.

Fred, lying on his back, brought his legs over his head, clamping his teeth on his briefs. Pulling his briefs off with his teeth, Fred then jumped up and struck a pose, while his briefs dangled from his mouth.

His strip tease was met by cheers, and laughter. When he sat back down, he spun the bottle vigorously. The bottle stopped on George.

"Yes!" Fred screamed.

George jumped up and removed his briefs, revealing his throbbing cock, identical to Fred's, seven inches, narrow, and a slight bend to the left.

"You look good, bro," Fred called.

"You too, bro!" George leered back. "Let's spin again!"

"James!"

James shook his head and stood up grinning. "Be nice!" He quickly removed his black boxer briefs.

Tonks whooped, waving her fists in the air.

After twenty minutes, all but Ron ended up starkers.

Cedric, who just lost his boxers, spun Fred.

"Oh, yeah!" Fred yelped. "What can I do for you?"

"Ah...um, let's see. I've had you suck me once before so, how about you do that finger thing I've heard about?"

"Ahh yes," Fred grabbed his bottle of lube and squeezed a dollop on his middle finger. "Spread um, mate!"

"Gladly," Cedric mumbled. "Er, three minutes will do."

"Start counting, Katie," Fred growled, sliding his finger gently into Cedric's tight opening. His finger was met with deep moans from Cedric. Leaving his finger inside Cedric, he wiggled it, tapping Cedric's prostate.

"Oh, Merlin! That is bloody brilliant, Fred," Cedric moaned.

After about a minute, Fred inserted another finger. He brought Cedric's right leg up with his other hand, to get a better view. For two solid minutes, Fred tortured Cedric's hole with his fingers, moving them in and out at a rapid pace, always hitting the prostate.

"Time," Katie called.

Fred kept moving in and out of Cedric, whose moans were growing louder.

"Time!" Cho yelled.

"Oh, sorry Ced," Fred whispered, pulling his fingers from Cedric's body.

"Oooh...whaa?" Cedric opened his eyes, his panting slowing. "No worries, mate. That was brilliant."

"Spin already," Cho snapped.

Fred's spin landed on George.

Looking very happy, Fred flung his legs out at his twin.

"Chocolate!" was the only word Fred uttered.

"My favourite," George murmured, grabbing the chocolate syrup and scooting closer to Fred's offered feet. He drizzled the syrup over the left foot, allowing it to ooze down the front and back of the foot. "Ready?"

"Five minutes, slave!"

"Yes, master!" George growled, sticking his tongue out and smearing the syrup over the bottom of Fred's foot.

Fred's eyes dropped to the back of his head, and started moaning from his twin's work. "Oh, Merlin!"

The room was silent, watching as George's tongue snaked between Fred's toes, sucking the little one. Fred let out a gasp, bucking under the assault on his foot. George kept sucking the chocolate off Fred's foot, working his way back up to the toes. He sucked in the big toe and bit down.

"Oowww!" Fred screamed, as his eyes shot open and he tried to remove his toe from George's mouth.

George did not let the foot go, but rather continued sucking on the toes. With the pain subsiding, and George returning to sucking on the foot, Fred fell to the floor squirming. George ran his hand along the bottom of Fred's foot as he again sucked in the big toe.

"Two more minutes," Katie said softly.

Fred began moaning again, having visible trouble holding on. George was pushing all his buttons, quite well, mercilessly sucking the toes and pressing hard along the bottom of the foot.

"One minute left," Katie called, still transfixed on the sight before her eyes.

Fred's moans increased in length and volume.

"Forty-five seconds," Katie informed them.

"Unnha, unnh!" Fred gasped, unable to hold out any longer. "Oh,Merlin...Aaaaaaahhhh!" he screamed, shooting his load over his head, in his hair, and on his chest, bucking his hips as he came.

"Bloody Hell!" Tonks gasped.

No one else said a word, bewitched by the sight of Fred shooting his massive load, his cock never having been touched.

Still breathing heavily, Fred opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows. "Brilliant!" he gasped, eyes wide and a grinning from ear to ear.

"Oh, erm time," Katie called, as she snapped out of her daze.

George released Fred's foot, and grabbed his wand. He did a quick Cleaning Charm on Fred, as his twin gazed at him.

"I don't believe I have ever seen anything like that before!" James said softly. "His dick was never touched."

"Dat vaz, incredeeble," Anton mumbled.

"Yeah, they do a good job," Harry mumbled back.

"George has a wonderful mouth!" Fred insisted, still gazing back at his twin.

"Next, um, who?" Viktor stammered. "I mean to say, who's next?"

"Oh, um, I guess...George. Yes, George!" Katie stammered, as she regained her mind.

George spun the bottle vigorously, never taking his eyes off Fred's, who was still smiling at him.

"Ron!"

Ron had a worried look on his face as he stretched out his legs, and removed his maroon briefs. Standing straight up out of a shaggy nest of curly red hair was a narrow shaft, which curved slightly to the right.

"Ooh!" Katie mumbled. She had never given Ron the slightest thought, but somehow seeing him sitting there starkers, he seemed quite masculine.

"Spin away..." Fred started

"...bro!" George finished.

"Luna!" the group yelled.

"What will it be, Ron?" she growled, to everyone's amusement.

"I would like-" he paused, thinking it over, and remembering how Viktor had kissed Harry, his jealousy prevailed. "I think I'd like you to ride 'Ronny Jr!" he smirked.

"Vait, a minute!" Viktor shouted. "She can't! Vhat if you shoot and she ends up, well you know?"

"Yes, good point," Luna said, suddenly nervous.

"He just doesn't come inside you," Katie said, matter-of-factly. "When he feels he's getting close, he tells you to stop!"

"Yeah - same as we do in the dorms!" Ron said.

Viktor shot Ron an angry look. "You do dis, in your dorms?"

"Well - not me. This will be my first time!" Ron said, looking at Luna who had sauntered over to him.

"Promise you'll tell me?" she asked, nervously as her slim, taut body stepped over him.

"Promise!"

Luna whispered a charm as she knelt down onto Ron's lap.

He let out a slight gasp as he felt the lube snake around his pulsing cock. Luna grabbed Ron's dick and lowered herself on it, slowly.

"Ooww," she gasped, as she pulled up.

"You okay?" he whispered, nervously.

Breathing out, she lowered herself onto Ron's cock again. "Yeah, I'm fine, just not used to your size," she whispered, her eyes closed tightly.

Fred and George were whooping with excitement, as their youngest brother was being ridden.

Lavender, Anton, Cho, and Katie were cheering Luna on.

"Show him what a woman can do!" shouted Tonks.

"Tonks! Please!" Ginny snapped.

Ron had never been with a girl, and he found the warm, wet, tightness of Luna most erotic. He had never given her much thought, as he was into blokes, but seeing her on top of his lap was actually making him uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, thinking of Krum. True, Krum felt a lot different. He was warmer, tighter, less wet, and muscular. Krum's musky scent always drove Ron over the edge, but something about Luna was also driving him over the edge, quickly.

"Oh, oooh," he moaned.

"Oh...oh...oh..." his moaning increased.

"Ohh...Okay stop!" he shouted. "Stop!"

Luna, startled, leaped off him as though he were covered in ants. Ron's dick flapped back to his stomach, as everyone laughed.

"Did you?" Luna asked, scared.

"No, but it was getting close," he said, smiling. "You were brilliant!"

Luna blushed, quickly diving back between Remus and George, and pulling her knees up to her chest.

George clapped her on the back and leaned over to speak to her. "You really looked incredible!" he complimented her.

"Ah, thanks, George!" she blushed, even more.

"Spin, Luna!" Harry shouted, as she forgot about the bottle.

"Tonks!" all yelled.

"Okay, young women, what will it be?" she ogled Luna.

For the next five minutes, Tonks did a rather strange and orgasmic job on Luna's breasts.

"Spin, Tonks!" Hermione shouted.

"James!"

Fred, George, Ron, Viktor and Harry all, whooped and howled. James blushed a deep scarlet.

"Well, Tonks?"

Her hair turned a vibrant shade of pink. "I believe I would fancy a shag!" she leering at him

"Aah boy," he whispered, looking down and shaking his head. "Leave it to you to give me something like this, in front of my son. How long?" he asked, still looking at the carpet.

"It looks like, er...three inches. Has it shrunk?" Sirius teased.

James shot him a sharp stare. "You are not helping, Padfoot!"

"Oh, you were talking to her? So sorry, mate!" Sirius apologized, although he was smiling.

Tonks, and everyone else for that matter, laughed hysterically. "Just until you get close."

"On the floor?"

"Oh, yes. Everyone else has!" Angelina barked.

"Okay, okay. Ready, Tonks?" he asked, embarrassed.

"Whenever you are," she moaned.

James whispered a spell, and instantly his cock grew harder, as the lube snaked around his prick. He crawled over on top of her, making sure not to look at Harry. He reached down and positioned his erection at her entrance. Pushing gently, he entered her with a gasp.

"Aahhh, Merlin!" he whispered.

"Wwoo!" she gasped.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Oh, yes. That feels..." but she did not finish, as James moved slowly back out, before pushing back inside her, digging his toes in the carpet for leverage.
Fred and George were whooping and howling. Sirius threw someone's trainers at them. "Shut it, okay!"

"Sorry..." Fred said, as he stopped his whooping.

"...mates," George also apologized.

"Unnh...unnnh...unnhnn..." James and Tonks moaned.

James leaned down and kissed her neck, just below her ear.

"Oh Merlin, James!" she moaned.

"Unnh...unnnh...unnnh," and James picked up his pace. In no time, he was slamming into her. Their movements were pushing them out of the circle.

She wrapped her legs around James' waist, giving him easier access, and snaking her hands into his messy hair.

Five minutes later, James' moans were getting more rapid. "Ohh...ohh...ah, Merlin, Tonks!"

James stopped, pulling out quickly, covering up his erection. "That's all mates," he said, still gasping and blushing ever more. He kept his eyes fixed onto the carpet as his breathing came back to its normal pace.

"Well, Tonks?" Angelina begged, with baited breath.

"My, my James. You are truly amazing!" she teased him. "If I were straight, I think I would have just fallen in love."

"Oh, shut it," James laughed.

As Tonks spun, James glanced up at the group, who were all smiling devilishly at him. All except for Harry, who was looking down in his own lap, looking very distraught.

"Bloody hell!" he thought.

"Hermione!" they shouted.

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Throughout the game, almost everyone received a foot job from either Fred or George. Sirius gave every man one of his famous hummers, and a couple of the girls, too.

"Shit - look at the time! It's three-thirty seven!" James called out, as Harry was sucking on Anton's cock.

"Hey, no stop. Time not up!" Anton protested.

"Sorry," Harry mumbled, as he dove back on Anton's cock, working the shaft with his hand and lips.

"Time!" James snapped. "This has been a great game, but we had better get some sleep. The World Cup is tomorrow, and we all need some rest."

"Yeah, we'd better get to bed," George called, as Fred had moved in for a closer look at Harry and Anton. "Fred, let's go!"

"Yeah, in a minute," Fred mumbled.

George grabbed Fred's arm, pulling him toward their room. "Now, Fred!"

"Time! That was very exciting, Harry!" Katie hailed. "Yeah, we'd better get some sleep. Great game every one. Especially you, Remus - wow!" she winked, at Remus collecting her panties and bra.

"Thank you Katie," he responded, and turned to Sirius. "We'd better turn in Padfoot."

"Er, thanks Harry. Dat Vaz, breeliant," Anton moaned.

Harry winked at him as he stood up.

"Good night everyone," Sirius, Ron, Viktor, and Katie called.

The rest of the group dispersed slowly, leaving only James and Harry remaining.

They stood, glaring at each other.

"You want help cleaning up?" Harry asked.

With out a word, James flicked his wand. The room was once again tidy, with everyone's clothes stacked neatly in front of their rooms.

"All done. Time for bed," James uttered, as he walked to their room holding open the drapes.

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