Forced To Play Closet Games | By : ImBrittany Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4420 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Harry was laying in his bed, it was late but he couldn't sleep. It was Friday night after all and while most of the students drank and played kissing games or games that gave them a reason to put their hands all over someone else's body, a someone they just met. But they were drunk and their hormones were crazed, like any other teenager.
Harry hated these parties. He didn't want a game telling him that it was alright for this person he hardly knew to stick their tongue down his throat. He hated their rules, and how each of the games were meant to fully embarrass the players. It was somewhere between twelve and one in the morning, around the time students would start sneaking down to a unknown room, hidden from teachers and rules. He often tried to fall asleep before now, so he wouldn't be forced to join some ridiculous party.
He could hear his roommates changing their clothes and whispering loudly, he shifted uncomfortably in his bed, big mistake. "Hey, Harry. You awake?" One of them whispered beside him, "Come to the party, I heard someone from another house was bringing some hard liquor, it's going to be great", he said before wobbling away as if he had had a head start on the drinks.
Harry would usually ignore or decline the invitation but lately he's been bored and the thought of getting drunk made him slide out of bed. He was only wearing his boxers so he quickly slid on a pair of jeans, a cotton blue shirt, and his shoes before heading out of the room in a small group of other Gryffindors. They usually tried to keep the groups small so they can walk to whichever room easily unnoticed.
When Harry reached the room he looked around, mostly to find where the alcohol was but he noticed it was a bigger room than the last one he was in at the last party he attended, which happened to be a while ago, but there was also a lot more people here than at the last one. Hard liquor gets everyone's attention apparently, but Harry can't complain much since he was also one of those people. The room was also dim and comforting, he felt he could easily blend in to the crowd in this dark big room, but then again, he was the famous Potter, when was the last time he went unnoticed in the wizarding word? He really couldn't remember.
His goal for the night was to drink heavily for about forty-five minutes, about when the games would start. The plan was to be drunk enough that he wouldn't care what embarrassing task he would be forced to do, in a game meant to humiliate him and everyone else, who also had the same plan of constant drinking. He'd love to sit in a corner and get drunk by himself, since Ron and Hermione decided they'd rather spend alone time together while everyone was here, not that he cared. But the rules of the party stated that 'anyone who partakes in the alcohol must play the games'.
Apparently the price of alcohol is embarrassment. Harry huffed a laugh to himself, and the sick twisted games they play in exchange for beer. He walked towards the make shift bar and ordered a beer then left to sit on an empty couch that was a bit farther from the crowd than the rest. He took small sips of his beer and watched as girls climbed over boys and we're obviously very uncaring to what everyone thought because they looked like wild animals waiting to mate.
Harry tore his eyes away from the display and continued to look around, a white blonde boy caught his eye. He was sitting on another couch, a girl on each side of him, each looked to be devouring him like cake. Licking Draco's neck and collar bone while he laughed and drank, it was disgusting, and Harry took a big swig of his beer. He couldn't tell why he was so angry but it probably had something to do with his enemy smiling so happily in front of him like that.
By the time two o'clock came around, Harry had more than a couple of beers and everyone had begun starting up a card game. Couches were all pushed to the middle of the room, all facing each other, it was like a giant layered circle of couches, so many yet still there hadn't been enough room for everyone to sit on one. Some sat in the middle on the ground laughing and touching and drinking. In the end everyone settled in comfortably, and in the middle of the circle laid a jumble of cards, spread out to make a pool in the center of a large table.
The game went something like, one person picked a card, and the number was connected to some task that the player had to preform. Harry had forgotten which numbers meant what but other than that the game was pretty simple to follow. A Ravenclaw boy with short brown hair was up first. He stood in front of the table piled with cards and reached into the middle and grabbed one. It was a three of hearts. The game keeper announced the card and its meaning, "A three meaning being handcuffed to another for a full hour, the heart means that it must be a Gryffindor" she spoke loudly enough that everyone could hear. Apparently the person who went before the next was allowed to pick the Gryffindor for the Ravenclaw boy but since he was the first to play it was the announcers decision.
She called a name Harry didn't recognize and a girl with shoulder length black hair stood, blushing deep red as she made her way to the table to the Ravenclaw boy who had already been hand cuffed and awaited her to join him. He obviously didn't recognize the girl but she was blushing so dark she had to have known him, liked him even. They sat down together while the game keeper explained that the cuffs were under a spell to open and release in exactly one hour. The Ravenclaw boy called out a dark haired Slytherin girl who stood and headed for the table. She reached into the pool of cards and picked out a six. She blushed slightly and looked to the Ravenclaw boy who grinned up at her. "Shirt" he called towards the game keeper who looked towards the girl "Six, must remain without an article of clothing chosen by the previous player for the entirety of the game", she spoke loudly as if addressing the room but she kept her eyes locked on the Slytherin girl.
She growled under her breath but removed her shirt anyways, the boys hollered at her and she winked at the loudest group, her top half only covered by a red bra covered in lace. She then pointed to a chunkier Hufflepuff girl who stood and made her way to the table. She pulled a queen of clubs, Harry remembered that the clubs had something to do with the Hufflepuff house but he couldn't remember what the queen card had meant. The dark haired Slytherin girl laughed and called out a male Hufflepuff name, and the Hufflepuff girl blushed. "You know the drill," the announcer spoke again, "you and the Hufflepuff boy must spend seven minutes in heaven" she explained pointing to a door that wasn't to far off, most likely a closet. Before they shut the door to the closet the Hufflepuff girl was supposed to call out a Gryffindor name, any name.
Harry held his breath, trying to blend into the crowd unnoticed and he must have been successful because the girl called on another boy. The game continued with kissing and less clothes and cheering, once there was two boys who played a game where one boy touched the other until he gave up and tapped out, they went pretty far, the boys pants were in the process of being unzipped before he blushed deep red and walked away, everyone laughed and cheered.
Harry kept drinking and drinking, hardly paying much attention to the game. A Slytherin boy was up next, he drew a jokers card, there hadn't been one of those yet and Harry leaned slightly forward, as everyone murmured to themselves. The announcer cleared her throat, calling everyone's attention to her.
"The jokers card is a very rare card to pick out of the bunch. Some of you have probably forgotten the rules so I'll explain them again. First the lights go out and the Slytherin boy will walk around the party and chose two people at random, the two chosen will be forced into the closet for seven minutes with blindfolds and a spell keeping you from talking and telling the other your name. After those seven minutes are up you both will come out and whisper your guess of who you were in the closet with into my ear. You both must guess correctly, if not you both will be stuck in the closet for the rest of the night, together. This game is very difficult to win so hopefully you won't be chosen" the announcer finished.
Harry hated the games, being stuck in a closet with someone, being forced to make out. He remembered once a couple walked out, looking how they had when they walked in, it was easy to tell they hadn't touched each other at all. Everyone laughed so hard, both had been completely embarrassed. Harry could recall when a couple of male students walked out hair all tussled with swollen lips and hardly anyone batted an eye, but both were completely embarrassed and stayed far away from each other for the rest of the night.
Harry couldn't care less what anyone did in the many closets around the room, but Harry wasn't planning on embarrassing himself like that and pushed himself back into the couch he was sitting on like it could shield him from the Slytherin boy, but he wasn't to worried. The room was packed with students and he doubted he'd be chosen, but even when the lights turned off he tried to push himself further into the couch still.
It was quiet for a couple minutes, only the shuffle of feet could be heard. Harry was trying to adjust his eyes to see in the dark room but it was impossibly dark and before he realized a soft piece of fabric was being tied behind his head. He tried to pull it off but it wasn't moving. Harry heard the flick of the light switch and a couple people giggled while others murmured to themselves or their neighbors, Harry couldn't tell. Someone pushed him forward towards the direction of the closet, and he was shoved in, along with someone else before the door slammed shut.
(Will be continued soon)
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