Going out with her fellow team members was always a merry adventure. Going out on Halloween, after having won yet another game, was bound to turn into a carousel, unparalleled by any of their previous outings.
After more rounds of Firewhiskey than Ginny cared to remember, the party turned more and more boisterous. So, when their keeper Hamish suggested they play truth-or-dare, the idea was generally welcomed, despite the fact that they were all adults and should have been too old to play these kinds of games.
Ginny laughed along with the others when Hamish was forced to tell the truth about his first sexual experience, an awkward debacle that had been dreadful enough to make the poor boy consider joining a convent; and Ginny cheered on Demelza, who had been dared to dance on the table.
Ginny stopped laughing, however, when it was her turn and Demelza challenged her to kiss the owner of their Quidditch team. Too late Ginny realised that she should have picked ‘truth’.
Hours later, when Ginny drunkenly crawled into her bed, she still reflected upon the fact that she was damn lucky that Harry had been working and never saw her kissing Draco Malfoy.