Truth Or Dare
By Tatortot
Chapter One
The Question for Harry
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. (Only one person does.) I wish I did, but I don't. What I do own is the plot for this fanfic, but that's all.
A/N I'm not very good at writing, believe me! But please R/R anyways! Here's some humor and romance:
Takes Place: The trio's fifth year, Gryffindor Common Room, 1:00 AM Saturday morning.
Who: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Lee Jordan, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, and Abigail French. (A girl I made up to be in Harry's grade)
What: Playing Truth or Dare.
And so it begins.
"Ron, go get Harry!" Ginny ordered.
"Bug off, Gin, you go get him."
"Fine!" Ginny said, standing up and running to the boys' dormitories. She had never been in there, but knows she can 'cause Hermione is all of the time. "Harry!" she said, opening the door a crack.
"Ahh!!" Harry yelled, jumping on his bed and closing the curtains. "What the hell are ya doing?"
"Sorry! Oh my God, so sorry, Harry. Get dressed and come down!" Ginny closed the door and walked back into the common room. "He'll be a minute," she told Ron.
When Harry came back down the stairs, he was too embarrassed to sit by Ginny, so he took a seat on the floor between Dean and George.
"Potter, you start!" George said.
"Okay, umm, Neville, truth or dare?" Harry asked.
"Er, can't I promise t-to repeat?" Neville stuttered.
"Oh, come on, Longbottom, truth or dare?" Fred said.
"Umm, er, okay. Truth."
"Who do you--?" Harry started, but George stopped him.
George whispered something in his ear, and Harry gave a nasty smile.
Neville gulped. "Oh God."
"Okay, Nev," Harry said. "If you had to choose between Hermione, Ginny, Parvati, Lavender, or Abby, who would you go out with?"
Neville looked around at all of them, who were squished on a couch, and sighed. He squeezed his eyes shut and whispered, "Abby."
Cheers exploded in the room and Fred and George burst into laughter.
"Okay," Neville said, eyes still shut. "Harry, who-who would YOU ch-choose from th-them?"
Immediately, everyone got silent.
By Tatortot
Chapter One
The Question for Harry
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. (Only one person does.) I wish I did, but I don't. What I do own is the plot for this fanfic, but that's all.
A/N I'm not very good at writing, believe me! But please R/R anyways! Here's some humor and romance:
Takes Place: The trio's fifth year, Gryffindor Common Room, 1:00 AM Saturday morning.
Who: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, Katie Bell, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Lee Jordan, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, and Abigail French. (A girl I made up to be in Harry's grade)
What: Playing Truth or Dare.
And so it begins.
"Ron, go get Harry!" Ginny ordered.
"Bug off, Gin, you go get him."
"Fine!" Ginny said, standing up and running to the boys' dormitories. She had never been in there, but knows she can 'cause Hermione is all of the time. "Harry!" she said, opening the door a crack.
"Ahh!!" Harry yelled, jumping on his bed and closing the curtains. "What the hell are ya doing?"
"Sorry! Oh my God, so sorry, Harry. Get dressed and come down!" Ginny closed the door and walked back into the common room. "He'll be a minute," she told Ron.
When Harry came back down the stairs, he was too embarrassed to sit by Ginny, so he took a seat on the floor between Dean and George.
"Potter, you start!" George said.
"Okay, umm, Neville, truth or dare?" Harry asked.
"Er, can't I promise t-to repeat?" Neville stuttered.
"Oh, come on, Longbottom, truth or dare?" Fred said.
"Umm, er, okay. Truth."
"Who do you--?" Harry started, but George stopped him.
George whispered something in his ear, and Harry gave a nasty smile.
Neville gulped. "Oh God."
"Okay, Nev," Harry said. "If you had to choose between Hermione, Ginny, Parvati, Lavender, or Abby, who would you go out with?"
Neville looked around at all of them, who were squished on a couch, and sighed. He squeezed his eyes shut and whispered, "Abby."
Cheers exploded in the room and Fred and George burst into laughter.
"Okay," Neville said, eyes still shut. "Harry, who-who would YOU ch-choose from th-them?"
Immediately, everyone got silent.