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Warnings: SLASH rating for later chapters. Pace your selves!

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THUTH OR DARE TEENAGE WIZARD STYLE

All of the Gryfondors were sitting around their common room, being bored. It was winter, and to top them having nothing to do outside the school when it wasn't raining, it was raining, so they couldn't even be outside and bored stiff. No, instead they all just sat there and stared off into space. Five minutes passed before Seamus Finnegan, an Irish 7th year stood up, and made an assignment.

"Okay, this is just stupid! Why don't we play a game or something? There's no reason for us to sit here and kill brain cells!"

Everyone stared at him, Hermoine, one of the smartest students of the whole school, who happened to be in the same year as Seamus, Dean, Ron, and Harry, was the first one to say anything.

"Why Seamus, you're right! But I don't know of any games that we could all play."

At this a few people seemed to have something to say. Ron was first.

"I know! Why don't we split up into our years, then all p lay separate games of the same!"

That affected Harry who was apparently going to say the same thing.

"Brilliant! Except for one thing, what game?"

Seamus, Dean, Ron, and Hermione all seemed to have forgotten that part, when suddenly Dean had an idea, "Oh! I was going threw some potions in Snape's room yesterday, when I found a bunch of vertisim!"

All five seemed to agree without words that he was obviously insane. Seamus was the one to actually speak of his friend's loss of brains.

"Dean, that has nothing to do with a game."

Of course Dean pouted for a moment, before deciding that he wasn't giving up. With a determined look on his face and a mysterious look in his eyes he answered Seamus.

"Okay, let me explain, you know that vertisim makes you speak the truth right?" They all nodded, waiting for this to sound like a game.

"Well, I'm really good at potions. With a little bat's wing and a tear from each of us, the vertisim will make you sing the truth."

Hermione gasped, where as the rest of them looked as if they could careless.

"Dean, you're a genius! If you add spider legs to that it will make the person who drinks the potion to obey your request!"

Dean stared at her for a few seconds, and then it had clicked.

"You're suggesting suggesting that we make three different batches?" he didn't wait for her answer, "One would be for the 'obey my request', another would be for the 'speak the truth' and the other would be for the 'sing the truth'?"

All of the seventh's years stared at Hermione Granger as they waited for an answer.

"Dean, if you can pull it off, then all we would have to get were two matching goblets, no we should use bottles for the truths, so that we won't be able to tell the difference, which means that we would need one goblet for the 'obey my request.'"

It hit both Seamus and Harry at the same time, where as Ron just sat kinda stiff there looking confused. Harry was the one to speak.

"'Mione, I am not going to participate in some kind of twisted experiment!"

Of course Seamus backed him immediately.

"We are not some sort- some sort of Ginny Pigs! You have to pay us for that sort of thing."

Harry burst into a completely random fit of adorable giggles, which he stopped immediately by cuffing his mouth with his hands. Seamus smiled ear-to-ear. He now knew why Harry hardly ever laughed in front of people. Hermione was also smiling for a whole different reason.

"No, boys, that's where you're wrong. You're not going to get paid simply because you're going to have fun."

Harry and Seamus stopped fooling around and stared at her. Harry was getting tired of telling her the same thing for the last week, but apparently she wasn't listening, so he said it again.

"'Mione, we don't have 'fun' doing home work."

By this time Ron had caught on. He spoke up.

"Harry, she's referring to truth or dare, but with a teenage wizard's twist. Right?"

Dean and Hermione both beamed at Ron's smartness. While Seamus and Harry both stood completely still, thinking of the possibilities. While Seamus was busy thinking that this was his chance to see whether Harry was straight or not, and if he wasn't if he was interested in him. But Harry was busy with his own thoughts, thoughts that consisted of his confusion of his sexuality, his strange liking for Seamus, and yet at the same time his fear of anyone else knowing his 'dirty little secrets!' While they were 'thinking' Dean and Hermione had already started mixing the batches. While Ron sat there watching his dorm mates/ good friends blush furiously in thought. He had had enough.

"Harry, Seamus. Both of you obviously have your reasons to play. Why not just give it a go?"

Seamus and Harry both blushed even redder, and then Seamus turned to face Harry, just now realizing that he was sitting with him. At the same time Harry turned and faced Seamus, not wanting to see his re action to what Harry's skin color was at the time (red). Ron saw the whole thing. At that moment, when both of his friends turned around rather quickly after seeing the other's blush, he understood.

"Look. I've got nothing against guys who are…gay. So you could have told me."

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