A/N: Hi everyone! This is a story by WiLdWiTcH and kittyluver87 written at midnight! We hope that ya'll like it (if it's a little crazy, you can blame WiLdWiTcH for being just a lil' hyper!)! WARNING: MAJOR STIP POKER! MAY BE UNSUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER AGES OF 14!

It was a cold and rainy evening in the Gryffindor common room (no, it was not raining indoors!). Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all crowded around the fire, watching Fred and George play exploding snap with Angelina, Katie, and Alicia. Harry, struck by a sudden crazy impulse, began to laugh hysterically.

"What's so funny?" Ron asked him bewilderedly.

"I just thought of something that I overheard Dudley talking about over the summer."

"Oh, really? What kind of crazy idea?" Asked Hermione.

"Strip poker!" Harry burst out laughing again. Hermione also began to snigger at the thought of fat, whale-like Dudley playing strip poker with his friends.

"What's strip poker?" Asked Ron. Everyone, even the muggle born students, looked in their direction.

"Have any of you ever played poker before?" Hermione asked, familiar with the game. There was a murmur of no's through the crowd. Hermione explained how it worked. "The object of the game is to put together a better poker hand than the other players. The players bet to see who has the best hand. Each deal is a separate game, in that its result doesn't affect any other deal. All the bets are placed together, forming a pot. The object is to win the pot, whether by actually holding the best hand or by inducing other players to fold (drop out) and leave the pot to be taken, uncontested, by a single player still willing to bet. The turn to deal, the cards as they are dealt, and the turn to bet all pass clockwise from player to player. Once a player folds, the turn skips him or her and continues with the next player still in the action. Generally, the cards are shuffled and dealt; there follows one or more betting intervals; and there's a showdown at the end of the last betting interval in which each player who has not previously folded shows what's in his or her hand. The highest-ranking hand at that point wins the pot. In our case, instead of betting money, we'll be betting on clothing items to take off!"

"She must have swallowed a dictionary on the game of poker." Ron muttered. Hermione threw him a Look.

"Well, that sounds like fun!" Said George after his hand exploded in his face.

"Okay…who wants to play?" Most of the muggle born people scampered from the room at that point, with the exception of Hermione and Dean. There were only 13 people left in the room after everyone who didn't want to play left. "Ookay…everyone, get in a circle. Fred, shuffle those cards and then pass out 5 to everyone."

"Hermione, I don't think this is such a good idea." Harry began to say.

"Oh, Harry, live a little!" Hermione pouted. "Here's something else. If you loose the bet, you take an article of clothing off. If your hand explodes in your face, same thing." Everyone nodded in agreement. Ginny looked a little nervous. She just happened to be the youngest one there. Harry looked at his hand and winced. 2, 4, 10, jack, and an ace; it was the worst hand that he had ever gotten. Angelina, who was to the left of Fred, looked at her cards.

"Um…I think I'll bet…my shoe." She said, hurriedly. They went around the circle. George bet his shirt, Ginny bet her scrunchi, and Harry ended up being the only one who folded. Everyone holding their breaths in expectation, they placed their cards out on the floor. Hermione made a quick count up over the cards. To everyone's surprise, Ron won. Everyone groaned except for Harry. The girls each removed a shoe (except for Ginny who removed her scrunchi) and Fred and George removed their shirts (the girls all giggled and they blushed).

"This isn't much fun yet." Ron moaned, taking up his hand. Hermione and Harry smirked.

"You just wait!" Hermione squealed. In no more then 10 minutes, Harry, Dean, and Seamus were down to their pants; Angelina, Alicia, and Katie were in their bras and pants (A/N: anybody under 14, LEAVE NOW!), Parvarti, Lavender, and Ginny were socks and shirts (and undies; no worries here…); Hermione was attempting to hide her lower body under her shirt; and Fred and George were in their boxers, shoes, and socks. Ron hadn't taken anything off yet.

"This is too easy! You guys have to at least try." He said after causing them to loose yet another clothing item.

"That's it; we've had enough." Said Lavender and Parvarti. They gathered off of their clothes and stormed off to their dorm. Dean attempted to stifle a yawn.

"I'm too tired. I'm going to bed." Said Dean, Seamus, Alicia, and Katie in unison. They all left. The remaining 7 people looked at each other.

"Should we continue playing?" Hermione asked timidly. Fred and George looked at her in astonishment.

"Of course!" They replied. They picked up their cards. Harry looked at his. 4 aces and a king. He looked up at them, a grin stretching across his face.

"Pants." Harry said.

"You guys choose." Said Ron. Harry's grin, if possible, grew.

"Um…socks." Ginny was beginning to get a look of fear on her face.

"Shoes!" Said Fred. George agreed.

"Fold!" Hermione said quickly. Angelina did the same. They put down their cards. Fred and George groaned and removed their shoes. Ginny removed her socks. They all looked at Ron, then back to each other.

"Shirt!" They all cried. Ron's mouth opened. He was about to let go of his cards when they exploded. "Shoes!" They all cried out. He removed the articles and flung them over his shoulder. They landed inches from the fireplace. They shuffled the cards once again and passed them out. Ginny's trembling face ceased suddenly and she grinned. Harry looked at his cards; full house. Not bad, he thought.

"Pants!"

"Bra!"

"FOLD!" Angelina screamed.

"Socks!"

"Er…socks."

"Shirt!"

The cards were placed down on the floor. To his great astonishment, Harry had won again. Ginny trembled as she removed her shirt. She crossed her arms over her chest. Fred and George were actually beginning to look nervous as they took their socks off. Hermione snapped her bra and put it in her lap.

"Okay…" Harry breathed. The cards were passed out once more.

"F-fold!" Hermione stuttered.

"Same…" Angelina seemed to not like the game any more. Harry thought for a moment and then said, "Pants." Ron agreed with him. Before any of the remaining Weasleys could say anything, their hands exploded. They looked around in horror. Suddenly, the portrait hole opened and everyone scampered behind a couch.

"What is going on in here!" Professor McGonagall practically screamed, examining the piles of clothes on the floor. "DETENTION FOR ALL OF YOU AND 50 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR! GO TO BED-NOW!" As she stormed off, they quickly gathered up their clothes and ran. Fred and George looked at Harry and Ron with identical grins. "Wanna play tomorrow?"