Late one Friday night Draco had the brilliant idea that it was time to spice things up, "make things interesting," he said. This of course was not an uncommon occurrence for him, it was in his Slytherin nature and who were we to try and dissuade him from acting accordingly.

So here they are; Ron, Harry, Ginny, Draco, Lavender, Neville, Blaise, Pavarti, Padma, Luna, and Hermione sitting in a circle in front of a crackling fire. A secret meeting of unlikely friends to play a game that was sure to be more than just interesting!

"So," Draco began. "This is a game of truth. Ah, but do you think I trust the lot of you to just offer up your dark secrets? I think not!" They all watched as Draco slowly retrieved a small vial from his pocket and wiggled it happily in the air.

There was a collective groan heard round the circle. Hermione was looking at the vial quizzically when she suddenly shouted, "Draco, are you mad? That's Veritaserum!"

"Right in one Granger! How else would I insure complete honesty?" He was looking quite smug as he ran his fingers through his platinum hair. Then he sighed and said almost reassuringly, "it's an altered version of Veritaserum. It only lasts as long as the game is in session so there's no need to get your knickers in a twist. If any of you want to back out..." Draco baited the crowd with a challenge and waited with the usually smug look written all over his face.

Hermione looked around at the slightly nervous faces before saying, "I'm in! How bad can it be? Come on Draco give us the rest of the rules." Little did she know that she would deeply regret this decision in less than 24 hours.

"Okay so this is how it works." Draco placed a small very plain and quite battered looking silver pot in the middle of the circle. "This pot is basically in control. Of course we all know that I am the one that had to convince you to play. The game begins with us touching the tip of our wands to the edge of the pot while holding the vile of Veritaserum in our other hand. We speak the incantationConfiteor Confessus Veritas and drink down the potion whilst giving the pot a tap. With that tap a question will float from the pot and we will all have to answer it before it will allow the game to end."

Neville was shifting nervously next to Hermione so she reached her left hand over and gave his hand a gentle pat. He lifted his worried brown eyes and quietly whispered, "I think that this could get," he paused and looked around at the excited group."Scary..."

She giggled and whispered back, "well then we can just Obliviate you after so that you forget all about it!" He smiled his toothy smile, seeming to calm down a bit after her offered words. Hermione always wondered why Neville came to play the games that Draco brought to them. Seeing as how Neville was scared and bumbling when it came to these awkward situations that always seemed to arise where Draco was concerned.

"Alright let the game commence!" Draco passed the vials around the circle. There was only a shuffling noise as they all rose to their knees and leaned in to place their wand tips on the little silver jar.

Their eyes were focused on the person in front of them. Hermione watched Draco's blue eyes intently for the sign, he took a deep breath. In turn they all took a deep breath and whispered, "Confiteor Confessus Veritas." It seemed that all of their eyes drifted closed as they drank down the bitter tasting potion. The light TAP sound caused them to all to sit back and watch in awe.

That silver pot began to glow, a beautiful rose colored smoke billowed out of its center and the question formed inside of it.

Reveal your inner most sexual fantasy

The sound of nervous shifting and the occasional cough fluttered about the room. Neville looked like he was going to retch at any moment. Hermione felt for him, she really did. At that very moment her insides were twisting and turning and she thought about throwing a nasty hex Draco's way. In the end though she had made the decision to play, 'so play I must,' she thought.

Finally Neville all but shouted, "I'll start! I just want to get this over with."

Ron chuckled, "Who'd a thought Neville would be the one to start? Go on then," he urged.

Neville took a deep breath and quickly said, "Luna in the greenhouses on the table next to the mandrakes!" His eyes were squeezed shut and his skin looked very pale and clammy. Luna happened to be on the other side of him and didn't look too shocked at his fantasy. Not that Luna ever really looked shocked. She was a strange sort of creature. One that was always so understanding even if she really had no idea what she was talking about.

She touched his shoulder and he flinched slightly, "Don't worry Neville," she said in her sweet airy voice, "I've often thought of something quite similar."

Before Neville had the chance to speak Luna all but sang, "So it seems to be my turn. Hmm I think that the one that I think of the most is on the train to Hogwarts in one of the compartments with Neville, Blaise, and Padma."

Hermione watched as Blaise, Padma, and Neville's eyes grew large. Harry and Ron were nearly beside themselves trying not to burst into uncontrollable laughter. Luna simply smiled that far away smile and hummed a song to herself.

Ginny suddenly said, "I've always wanted to be with Harry and Lavender out in the rain in the middle of a field."Ron turned an awful shade of green upon hearing his sister's admission and then realizing it was his turn paled quite quickly.

Ron's voice was quiet as he spoke, "Lavender, Pavarti, and Padma. No particular place or anything. I just think that it would be wicked fun to be with the three of them."

Feeling a strange tension Hermione quickly raised her hand as if she had a glass and said "Here Here!" This caused a bubble of laughter to roll through the circle effectively relieving the tension.

Harry smiled brightly and then they continued. Most of their admissions were quite tame and Hermione thought that maybe the Veritaserum wasn't real at all and that Draco was just being a prat. She wouldn't have put it past him to do such a thing but then again it seemed more likely for him to actually administer the real potion.

As quickly as the game began it was about to end. All that was left was for Hermione to reveal her secret. She was still slightly under the impression that it was all just a big joke so when she opened her mouth to lie about her real fantasy she was strongly surprised to feel her throat constricting. Bloody hell it was a real fucking potion and now she was going to have to say something so demented that the whole room was likely to combust at the very sound of her words.

"Come on Hermione we've shared ours now it's time for you to share yours." Harry's words were light and held a hint of humor almost as if he thought that Hermione couldn't really have a fantasy that was all that scandalous.

Draco was giving her that smirk. 'Oh how I wish that I could smack the smirk right off his face,' she thought.

"It's only fair you know," Draco added tauntingly.

Closing her eyes, she darted her tongue out to moisten her lips and without opening her eyes she began to speak. "My inner most sexual fantasy is to be completely and totally controlled by two of the most disgustingly beautiful, powerfully dark, amazingly strong wizards that I know. I want them to break me in the most disastrously delicious ways..."Hermione had paused her breathing had become quite labored at just the thought.

"So then who are these two 'disgustingly beautiful' wizards?"Ron's amused voice brought her back to reality.

With her eyes still closed she said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if they should all know without her having to tell them, "Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape." At this she let her eyes flutter open to see everyone staring in utter shock.

Draco finally shook his head as if to shake the images that were forming and asked, "so where does this all take place then?"

"Usually in the potions classroom but it changes every now and again." And with that the little silver pot stopped glowing.