Spin my Head Right Round (CLOSED)

Though a bit impressed as he watched his girlfriend take a rather stout swallow of the whiskey, Damian found he also couldn't be shown up. Iva was cool, and he l-l-liked her, a lot, but he simply couldn't be shown up by a girl. Not even Iva.

So, he took the bottle back and managed another swallow with far less sputtering that his first drink.

Blue eyes turning to the circle, he watched the game progress with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.

Nancy watched everything, looking really nervous as time went by. She never even had her first kiss.

Oh God J. J. didn't really want to do this. She should have just stayed in the common room. Damn her curiosity. Damn it all.

Taking the stupid bottle, she spun the thing with a tad bit unnecessary force. She watched it spin with dread. She had only ever kissed Dimitri that one time... and Pieter... but she was pretty sure that had only been the one small kiss (she couldn't still remember much)

Slowly it stopped on Jet. She locked eyes with him for a long moment blushing and hesitation. She wasn't nearly drunk enough for this - she wasn't drunk at all.

"Okay then," she mumbled to herself, shiftin herself across the circle to be closer to him. "Let's just..."

She gave him a quick peck that hardly count as a kiss.

Iva watched Dame take a large gulp, taking it much better than she did. Honestly, she should have backed down and not drink any more, but she was sure she could do better. Grabbing the bottle back, she threw back a large gulp and almost sprayed it across the room. But she managed to swallow it, giving Dame a smile that read "I win,"

She watched J.J. kiss the emo kid and she cheered.

Jet smirked and let himself be kissed. "Its not my fault you don't remember the last time we kissed." Jet said with a smirk. "You were too wasted anyway." He winked at her.

"PEOPLE!" Alina yells as she runs into a room, a bottle of vodka in her hand. "Hi I am Alina. None of you know me because I just arrived. Nice to meet you. I am Alina Nosov, fourth year Gryffindor. And I never miss out on a part," she said very quickly. Babbling was something the girl was known for. A grin spread on her face as she saw what they were doing. "Oh, you are playing spin the bottle! Can I join?" she asked, excitement clear in her voice. "Excuse me," she said as she squeezed into the circle between two people unceremoniously without waiting for an answer.

J. J. blushed and stuttered.

"L-last time?" she shook her head. She definitely didn't, "no- No..."

Remember that. She was really hating that party.

Damian laughed at Iva's antics. Claiming the bottle, once again, he knocked back a large swallow of his own. He coughed a bit at the burn, tears pricking at his eyes. His head was starting to feel a bit airy, but he was certain he'd just taken the larger swallow.

Smirking, he held the bottle back out to Iva.

Nancy took her bottle of butterbeer and tossed it in the garbage. "You can have my spot." She said, walking out of the room. She could tell she wasn't wanted there.

Aria shook her head incredulously, a smile pulling at her lips. People were so very amusing. And as several of those present drank more and more, they became even more so.

One student - a first year Aria had seen in the common room - was keeping to herself. Up to the point that she decided to just up and leave. She was being so quiet, reserved, though. In a room full of those so loud and outgoing, how could she expect to draw notice? Those who were quiet were easily overlooked - Aria made use of this fact quite often.

Another student, who arrived quite late, had no problem making herself at home, and the contrast was rather amusing, really.

Aria's bets were still on them getting caught or the half-breed blowing a gasket and killing all present, but at least this night was entertaining.

Karma giggled as Jet came back. "And you played Seven Minutes in Heaven with Pieman, remember, JJ? THAT was funny." She took a hold of the bottle and spun it. It spun around the circle, and she met the eyes of each person as it spun so fast she thought it might take flight.

Finally it slowed to a stop on Rhys. She gave a devilish grin and winked at him. She pulled him close and gave him a long lingering kiss that was sure to raise a few eyebrows, tongue warring, lip biting, toe curling. She smirked at him and let him go, sitting back down.

"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you're supposed to kiss during Spin the Bottle." Karma said with a smirk.

Rhys stared blankly at Karma, still absorbed in the kiss. Jesus Christ. That was a kiss. He, of course, helped in the spice of things, kissing back and what not, but still...

Karma.

Freaking

BLACK.

J. J. paled for a long moment before going completely crimson. She didn't remember that at all. She really didn't think she would do that....

Sober.

"No-no I-I-" of course she hadn't been sober (exactly why she didn't remember it), "I don't remember that." She mumbled to her lap as Karma went about Kissing Rhys and highlighting that's how it shoul be done.

Karma smirked and pointed to Aria. "You're next, Blondie. Show 'em how it's done." She said, pushing the bottle toward her.

Iva took the liqour and took as big a gulp as possible, which wasn't much. She swallowed, then gasped for air. Her cheeks were hot and her head was swimmy already; the russian couldn't hold alcohol very well.

"You win Damian!" she laughed, "You get a kiss!" She leaned forward an planted a kiss on his lips. It started innocence as usual, a bit boring, acutally, but Iva wasn't nearly drunk enough to change that.

Aria gave rueful smile. "Right," she said. "I'll do just that." The blonde supposed she couldn't just sit an watch the whole time.

Leaning forward, she gave the bottle a forceful spin, sitting back to see who it stopped upon.

Damian laughed as well, smirking in triumph. His eyes widened in moderate surprise as Iva abruptly kissed him. No, it wasn't the first time she had kissed him or he, her, but the boy still hadn't gotten used to it.

Their lips met and were about to part again. Simple, innocent - and far too brief.

He brought a hand up to the back of Iva's neck to keep her from pulling away, leaning forwards a bit himself to kiss her more forcefully. Had he not been a bit intoxicated, he would not have attempted what he did next, simply because he knew the girl. But Damian was intoxicated, and so he ran his tongue across Iva's lips, timidly requesting entry.

J. J. was broken out of her personal misery of past mistakes - namely picking up alcohol in the first damn place - but the bottle stopping to spin at her.

"Oh," she breathed, looking up at the spinner - Aria. "Well..."

She played with her hair flusteredly. This had to be worse...

"I guess you should..."

Aria laughed, moving over to the younger girl.

"Don't worry, J.J.," she teased lightly. "I will not ask you any awkward questions about babies or the like - I remember all that now.

"Have you kissed before, then? I haven't, but there is a first time for everything, I suppose, and it is the game." Then, putting a hand on either side of J.J.'s face, Aria kissed the Hufflepuff girl soundly on the lips.

J. J. smiled slightly, "I'm glad you have."

"Yes I-" her answer was cut off by the kiss.

"All for the game," she gave a little laugh once the kiss was done. God, and she when she had started this year she had been so simply innocent. Now she'd already been drunk, kissed it seems three different guys and a girl.

She was only twelve. It seems she had gotten her partying years out early.

Karma watched the two kiss with a look of mild distaste on her face. She didn't want to kiss a girl. She WOULD, if the bottle landed there, but she wasn't exactly looking forward to it.

She looked around the circle before grinning. "Demon boy. Why don't you go next?" She asked, pushing the bottle toward him.

Iva's eyes widened with surprise at Damian's sudden boldness, a bit unsure what to do. Her face, previously a pink, had darkened into a dark red as she slowly parted her lips for him. Placing a hand on his leg for support, she deepened the kiss slightly.

She hoped Damian knew more about kissing than she did.

"What no please?" He said before rolling his eyes and getting to his feet. He took the bottle and spun it before taking a step back to see who it landed on. Hopefully someone decent, there was no way he was kissing a troll.

Karma watched the bottle go around. Once. Twice. Threetimes.... and then it slowed to a stop. Pointed directly at her. She raised an eyebrow at it, looking up at Arsen. "Your move, Demon boy."

Aria straightened as the bottle slowed to a halt. No, was her predominant thought, though she couldn't have said why that was the case. Why should she care who kissed Karma?

It wasn't as though she even knew the guy.

The blonde glanced at the boy, Arsen. Should she know him? Looking down, she frowned at her hands. Of course, she didn't. She'd remember him, those eyes - wouldn't she?