Drinking Games Harry Potter Novels & Stories

We sat in awkward silence for some time after that talk about Morgan Wright, and I realized our mood was getting bad and changed my expression and pulled out my tongue at Elise. "Okay, let's forget about unpleasant people and have fun; that's what we came here for, right?” I said, giggling. Elise joined me, smiling and shaking her head at me. We placed our orders. I went for a cocktail the waiter introduced as; 'sex on the beach’ and Elise went for whisky. We clicked our glasses and gulped it down our throats. I coughed at the slight burn and giggled, ordering another glass, and we made our way to the dance floor to unwind.

Gio announced, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up and watched as she grabbed the bottle of vodka, and a few bottles of juice, and placed them on the table. "We're going to play a game called Never Have I Ever, and whoever loses has to drink." I groaned, and rubbed a hand down my face, "No way. I am not going to drink." I said, remembering my last horrible hangover. "Come on, Elle. It's not bad. It's going to be fun. Besides, if you don't lose, then you won't have to drink. Now, come on."

Mark’s eyes are lit with glee and malice. “Let’s play a drinking game.” Mark sets a bottle on the table. “One shot. Every minute. First one to tap out loses. Henry, you too.” Henry looks uncertain. “What are we playing for?” Mark uncorks the bottle of liquor. “I’d say bragging rights are enough, don’t you think?” “Fine by me,” I say. I don’t really want to play a drinking game with this jerk, but my damned competitiveness won’t let me say no.

There's individual meatpies, mini pizzas, cupcakes, soft drinks, yoghurt and bottles of vodka on ice. "Jacob," I said trying to contain the excitement in me, "you didn't tell me there was vodka!" He walked over to me. "That's for the game. Whoever refuses to tell the truth or do their dare will have to gulp down a glass of vodka in five seconds." I could already feel my throat burning. "Can I get a shot while we wait for my sister?" "Yeah, of course." He opened the bottle and poured the vodka out into a tumbler. I swallowed it in one gulp. I loved how it warmed my body up.

There were way more than I expected, classic board games, stacks of card games, and a few that looked suspiciously like party games meant for chaos rather than actual competition. My fingers paused when I spotted a category of drinking games. That could be interesting. It might even help burn off the last bit of tension still hanging in the air between the four of us. I flipped through the boxes until one caught my eye. The cover was bright and ridiculous, the kind of game that clearly existed to ruin friendships or expose secrets. Bored Party. Honestly… the title felt weirdly appropriate for whatever this was. I wanted to call tonight a party, but that felt a little too generous.

I was terrible at holding my liquor in. I grabbed my glass of beer even though I knew I had zero to no tolerance, and gulped it down my throat. I was nervous and couldn't help but check the time every five minutes. “ Let's make this fun,” Mrs. Smith hoarded all the alcohol towards herself. “ Let's play a game,” she suggested. “ Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” One of the other girls smiled at Mrs Smith. “ How about we play a drinking game?” “ As much as the game is suitable for tonight and it's fun, that game never turns out right,” Hannah said sipping from her cup. Hannah was a hero in my eyes right now, she had saved the day for me and many others.

Honestly, I was here for it. "I do!" I agreed, holding out my glass for her. Blake followed suit, turning his attention to Jax. "You sure you don't want a shot, Mason?" He nodded, holding up his solo cup. "No thanks, I'll stick to my drink." I knew there wasn't any alcohol in there, but the others thought he was drinking a rum and coke. Luckily for Jax, Blake just shrugged, and the three of us took another one. "Let's play a drinking game," Hannah said, moseying over to the futon.

He leans back, looking at me curiously. “I don’t even get drunk on fire-water anymore, I doubt a bottle of human liquor can do the trick,” I murmur. He glances skeptically at me and I throw back the shot. It doesn’t even warm my throat. I roughly set the glass down with a bored half smile. “Nothing.” “Well then let’s drink for a different reason, not to get drunk,” he suggests, downing his own shot. “Know any good games?” “We could play Never Have I Ever?”

“How about a drinking game?” Tristan raised a brow as he folded his arms across his chest. “You’re trying to make me forget about Darcy and his dessert, aren’t you?” Hayden, always blunt, nodded in the affirmative. Tristan gave in. “Fine.” He turned and said loudly, “All right, everyone, it’s drinking game time.” At this, Logan cheered while everyone else, including Sosuke, looked desperate to get out.

Lilian's face twisted in that moment, and she hissed to herself, "Since I can't have him, don't think you can get away with your hands clean!" She touched the forbidden bottle in her pocket that she had bought at a high price on the black market, madness and determination in her eyes. Soon, the joint conference had reached its climax. The waiters carried exquisite crystal pitchers and poured the guests Blessed Water that symbolized the Moon Goddess's blessing. I was standing in a corner holding a glass of juice when the tip of my nose suddenly twitched. Something was wrong. Mixed into the clean scent of the spring water in the air was a corroding sweetness that tasted like rotten sweet almon