Holy Merlin! WTF happened! Seamus convinced all the Eighth Years to drink an Anti-Inhibitions Potion. No more qualms, shyness or bad blood. 12 hours of unrestrained emotions. When morning comes, they will meet their true mates. But their memories of the night are gone, unless they drink a Remembrall Potion to bring them back. Who will resist remembering? Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Ginny or Neville? This is pure smut and fluff, with a teeny amount of angst. No triggers here folks! Also, it's #everyoneisgay. I finally write pansmione! Plus a few threesomes... smirk face. *NOTE* the potion is not like alcohol and everyone is in control of their decisions. It's an enhanced truth potion, though their sense of restraint has been removed. I didn't want anything to appear as non-con. Just regretting what they did when they woke up.