After a few more rounds of never have I ever, twister and girls vs boys firewhisky pong, they’d settled around the dining table again to play poker. Strip poker. The three Slytherins, clearly the best at this game, had lost a few belts and socks between them. Hermione had removed both of her socks, plus her bra, playfully flinging it at Draco from across the table. Harry had been rubbish and was down to his just boxers and Ginny wasn’t doing much better, clad in her knickers and sports bra. The pair decided called it quits for the night, wished Draco a happy birthday again and floo’d home.