They finally came to Harry. He cleared his throat and looked over at Tracey. "Well, I don't really know you, do I? And I'm not sure I could like doing something that intimate with you if there was no emotional connection. I wouldn't hate the idea either, though, as you arequite attractive. I suppose, until things change – if they change – I'd have to say indifferent for now. But please understand that my answer has to do with my comfort levels, not because I don't find you physically desirable, because I do. Quite a lot, in fact. That dress only adds to the appeal - especially the cleavage."
"Whoa, maybe a bit too honest there," Teddy laughed, reaching across the narrow gap between couches to slap the Gryffindor on the shoulder, all chummy.
As Harry reached for a red card, Nott stared over at his partner, Daphne. "Oh, I'd love eating you out, baby, no question! Especially if you reached into that superior vocabulary of yours and started spouting off rare expletives every time you came for me." He leaned in a little close, smiling like a shark. "How many different ways can you say, 'oh, god, yes!' do you think?"
Daphne turned her head and stared him dead on, unperturbed by his nastiness. "You may have the opportunity to find out during this challenge, Mister Nott - but only if you're a very good boy."
Theo's eyes brightened, widened, and his grin leapt to match. He grabbed a Deeds card from the pile, excited to see what he would get. Probably hoping for an oral sex requirement now, Hermione thought. She knew just how eager Theo was for pushing the physical with a girl.
"Everyone's answered, so you may all turn over your cards over and read them. You'll then be required to perform or receive a performance from your partner as the text on the card allows," Malfoy instructed. "If you need privacy, there are six rooms along the far wall – one for each couple," he threw a thumb over his shoulder, where a row of half a dozen closed, identical doors lined the wall. "They're all exactly the same white on white furniture, walls, and flooring. If you want to change the room's décor in any manner, or add or remove any items from the room, simply think of the changes, and they'll happen in seconds. This is the Room of Requirement." He smirked and a wicked look entered his shark-skin coloured eyes. "Or, if you're into voyeuristic theatrics, you could also perform out here for the rest of us to watch - but you both have to agree to that plan, otherwise it's a private room for you."
He turned his card over and read it. His eyebrows hit the roof.
Uh-oh. That didn't bode well, Hermione thought.
Blushing, she turned her card over, too, and read the text across the cream-coloured backdrop:
DEED: Your partner must give you a sensual back and neck massage. Lips and tongue can be used.
Bloody hell! It was one of Harry's rewards. Team Gryffindor shared their cards today at lunch, reading them over, so she recognized the handwriting. "You have got to be kidding me!" Pansy shouted, getting to her feet. "This sounds more like a Forfeit to me, not a Deeds!"
"Tough cookies, sugar," Ron sarcastically replied. "Whatever it is, let me tell you that we're both screwed. My card's equally as repulsive. As if I'd want to touch you!"
"Are either of you forfeiting the game then?" Malfoy asked. His tone was casual, but the undercurrent accusation of 'pussy' was clear.
"No!" the partners-at-war simultaneously chimed, staring at each other with suspicion.
"Then, I suggest you stop bitching and get going," Slytherin's Captain commanded. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can move on." He nodded to Harry. "Time?" Harry looked at his charmed pocket watch. "Thirty-seven past seven, exactly."
"The rooms will chime at you to tell you to come back out at around twenty-seven past eight. Everyone finish and be in this room no later than ten minutes past the chime or you're automatically out," he ordered. "Oh, and if you both agree that you're done before then, you can come back here and just wait around. I wouldn't touch the cards, though, as they're charmed for some nasty consequences if you try to cheat in any fashion." He stood and made his way towards a private room. "Good luck, people!" he waved over his shoulder.
Hermione stood on shaky legs. "Yes, good luck everyone," she murmured, then followed after her partner into his room of choice.
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