Hogwarts Book of Dares

by DeaMD

Hermione finds a mysterious diary in the libray. it could be the answer to all of her problems. who is the other myserious writer? Draco of course. They don't it's each other. how will they deal when they find out? Based on Dash and Lily's Book of Dares

1. Chapter 1

Ok guys it's my first time ever writing a fic, so go easy on me :D

Note: I do not own Dash and Lily's book of dares or Harry Potter, they are just combined for my inspiration

Hermione POV

As per usual I am storming out of the Great Hall. Why? Because yet again Ron is severely pissing me off saying I'm too serious and not adventurous or as fun is his "Lav Lav". Not adventurous enough my ass! I do a lot of exciting things… albeit in my mind while I'm reading books. Plus I help Ron and Harry other dangerous quests around school. Without me they'd be dead. So what if I spend my spare time in the library? It's what I enjoy and it's fun to me. When I read I get lost in the story and nothing else matters. Just as they enjoy almost dying on a broom as a so called "sport" and how they get lost in the feeling of flying. We're just different in the aspect that I don't like almost dying for fun.

Another thing possibly that could also maybe set me off is the fact that Ron totally disregarded my feelings for him once again, and has set his sights for Lavender. I have to admit she is pretty. But I have changed since last year too. My body has shaped out nicely. My breasts changing from a 32B to a 32DD, a nice fit shape from the dancing I do in my spare time, long shapely legs, long reddish brown hair (I colored it over the summer) that reaches my waist and the weight of my hair has managed to tame it a bit.

I've also changed my styling habits as well. I wear a little eyeliner and mascara and my school robes now fit properly. I have to admit that I saw many guys checking me out in the Great Hall, but not the right one.

Soon enough I reach my safe haven, the library. As I start to scan through the all too familiar shelves I notice a odd book I've never seen in the library. It's a small black leather book and looks out of place amongst the large volumes surrounding it. Out of curiosity I grab the book off the shelf and flip to the first page.

This is a book that could lead you to utter disappointment or the thrill of your life. Read on if you dare. If not please put the book back where you found it and be on your merry way

Of course I immediately see this as a challenge and I muster up my Gryffindor courage and flip the page.

First I must ask you some questions.(please don't write them in the book. If you answer no to any please put the book away)

Are you in seventh year? Yes.

Are you of the female gender? Pretty sure the things poking out of my chest are a good sign of that

Do you consider yourself of at least average intelligence? Smartest witch of my age

If you answered yes to the following questions then you've passed my personality test and you may continue to the second page

"Strange" I mutter out loud to no out in particular as I turn the page

Okay now is where shit gets deep. You are to answer my next question honestly (please write in book), then write a place where you will pick up the book tomorrow. Then please leave the book on Madam Pince's desk

Now for the question. What is the one thing that bothers you the most?

Then I have to think. What is the one thing that bothers me the most? Then I think of Ron and storming out of the Great Hall, then I have my answer.

I guess the one thing that is bothers me the most is that people think they can judge my personality without really REALLY knowing me. People think I eat rainbows and shit butterflies all the time. But what if rainbows are sometimes hard to digest! And what if sometimes it's easier to ingest a rain cloud and I just make it look like I poop butterflies just because I care about everyone but myself. Sorry about that analogy. People think they know me but they don't. Like no one would expect me to write to a total stranger through a diary let alone without thinking if it's possibly cursed first.

Now I'm going to write a question to you. What makes you the happiest?

Please leave to book at the abandoned classroom on the fifth floor

With that I take the book and place it on Madam Pince's desk, and leave the library in a better mood in search for a nice warm bath in the prefect bathroom. As I sit in the bath and smile too myself,I can't help but wonder what adventures this book will bring.