A/N: I hope you enjoy! I know this chapter is kinda boring, but I should get to the fun stuff soon! I tried to include as much sex as possible. XD

It was 2:22 in the morning, and to Malfoy's great pleasure, Blaise Zabini had finally fallen asleep. He had been talking complete nonsense for hours, and Draco swore that he had a crush on him. Not that Draco had anything wrong with that. Draco found Blaise quite good looking, and would take any chance to see him naked. It was simply that Draco had business to get around to, and he couldn't do so with Blaise still awake.

Draco slowly pulled off the covers and got out of his four-poster bed. He tiptoed across the cold dungeon floor, careful not to wake any of the other boys in his dormitory, and over to his large oak trunk, which was located in the other end of the room. He bent down and reached inside his open trunk for the specific items he was looking for. He fumbled around for a minute, before pulling out two dozen pieces of parchment, 23 envelopes, a candle, his personalized magical wax stamp, an emerald green self-inking quill, and his wand. With these items stacked up in his arms, he made his way back to bed. He laid down, pulled the sheets over his head, and muttered "Lumos" as quietly as possible. A dim light emitted from the tip of his wand, shining on the parchment. Draco picked up his quill and set to work on writing up 24 names of who to invite to his game of 'Wizard's Dare' the following night, 6 from each house.

'SLYTHERIN' wrote Draco in his slanted writing, underlining it with yet another flick of the quill. This was harder than he expected, he thought at first. His own nae was the first down on the list. 'Blaise Zabini' was next, as Draco recalled how seeing Blaise in his boxers for the first time. 'Pansy Parkinson' and 'Daphne Greengrass' were the first two girls, both of whom were stunningly beautiful. And 'Vincent Crabbe' and 'Gregory Goyle' were last. Draco knew that they seriously lacked good looks, but he could picture how funny it would be to watch them attempt some of the dares. "One house down", thought Malfoy, "two to go".

'HUFFLEPUFF' he scribbled, deciding that the Hufflesnuffs surely couldn't be too hard to choose from. Whilst there weren't many good-looking ones, those who were quite obvious. 'Cedric Diggory' was the first choice. He was in his seventh year at Hogwarts, and had practically every girl in love with him. 'Justin Finch-Fletchley' was up next, what with his olive tan and his long sweeping brown hair. 'Hannah Abbott', 'Susan Bones', and Leanne Whitaker made the girls, with 'Ernie Macmillan' joining the end of the list. Like Crabbe and Goyle, Macmillan was more of a public joke than a contestant.

'RAVENCLAW' Draco wrote next, already making a list in his head of all the hot girls who also happened to be smart. 'Cho Chang' and 'Penelope Clearwater' were the obvious choices. They were joined by 'Terry Boot', 'Michael Corner', and 'Rodger Davies', two of which were in the year below Draco, and all of which had good physical appearance going for them. Last of all, Draco wrote 'Luna Lovegood'. She may have been completely nutters, but her wavy blonde hair and large breasts made her actually quite attractive. "Besides", Draco told himself, "it's not like she has to make it all the way to the final round. As long as I have the right numbers to begin with".

Slowly and hesitantly, Malfoy spelt out the word 'GRYFFINDOR'. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. He watched himself raise his quill, put it down on the parchment, and spell out the name 'Harry Potter'.

Ever since first year, Draco had wanted to fuck Potter. And now, maybe, his chance had finally come. He could already feel himself laying naked next to Potter. He could hear Potter's sharp breathing as their bodies intertwined. He could smell Potter's shampoo, taste Potter's lips. "And here's my chance" thought Draco happily to himself. Joining Harry on the Gryffindor team was 'Dean Thomas', 'Lee Jordan', 'Seamus Finnigan', 'Ginny Weasley', and 'Lavender Brown'. None of whom, Draco knew would come close to Potter in terms of sexiness.

Draco moved the list of all 24 participants to the left, and set to writing out personalized letters to each person. Meanwhile, he thought happily to himself about the looks on their faces when they woke up to find the wax-stamped envelope on the foot of their bed.

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