"Wake up! You're my partner."
These were the first words Hermione heard waking up. She opened her eyes to see Ginny hovering above her with at least five layers on.
"Ginny, three questions:" Hermione started. "Why am I up at 4:30 am, partner for what, and what the bloody hell are you wearing?!"
She just grinned. "Truth or dare."
Without giving Hermione a chance to respond, she grabbed her hands and yanked her out of bed.
"Hurry up and get dressed, we haven't got all day!" she exclaimed.
Hermione pointed at the clock. "I'm pretty sure we do."
Ginny shook her head. "You have no idea," she said with a wink.
Hermione hastily pulled on a plain t shirt and jeans, and started towards the door, but Ginny stopped her.
"You can't play in THAT! Have you never heard of STRIP truth or dare?" she shouted.
Hermione shook her head.
"If you refuse a truth or dare, you have to remove an article of clothing, but no shoes or socks. You NEED layers. The dares can get pretty extreme."
Hermione nodded, but Ginny wasn't done.
"What's with all this white underwear? Have you never heard of a thong?!"
Hermione gave her one of her famous "you've got to be kidding me" looks.
Ginny waved her wand, and her simple white underwear was soon replaced by lacey red thongs and matching bras. Hermione stifled a laugh.
"I am SO not wearing THAT!" she exclaimed.
Ginny sighed, and waved her wand again, the raunchy lingerie replaced with lacey black, bikini-style underwear with a matching bra.
"This is our compromise, no buts," she stated firmly.
Hermione sighed and started stripping off her pajamas. Ginny nodded in approval.
By the time she had finished dressing, she was in simple black leggings and a short blue skirt, with a black undershirt with lace at the edges, a red crop top, a loose purple t shirt, a black cardigan, and a Gryffindor sweatshirt.
"That's good, now let's do makeup!" Ginny said cheerfully.
Hermione sighed, and wobbled over to the bathroom. "I feel like a marshmallow," she grumbled to herself.
She reluctantly sat down and let Ginny poke and prod her with various brushes for at least ten minutes, until she was finally allowed to look. Her hair was down, its natural waves flowing gracefully down her back. Her eyes were lined with a fine eyeliner, and there were tints of blue and green eyeshadows that brought out her big brown eyes. She had a light coat of mascara to enhance the look, and she was finished off with light blush. She looked breathtaking.
"Hermione? Hermione!"
She was snapped back to reality, and looked up to s we Ginny looking impatiently at her.
"What?" she asked innocently.
"Well, you've been sitting there, gaping at yourself for the last five minutes. Can we please go? They'll be starting to get impatient by now."
Hermione nodded, and they started heading down to the common room.
"I forgot to ask," Hermione started. "Who's they? Who else is playing with us?"
Ginny shrugged. "Just Fred and George."
Hermione's stomach lurched. She could not imagine the kinds of things they would make her do.
"So how does the partner thing work?" Hermione asked, brushing her nerves away. "Isn't it supposed to just be everyone against everyone?"
"Normally," Ginny replied. "But it's more interesting this way. The way it works is that you can't dare your partner, and you and your partner get time to discuss dares and stuff like that. But there's only one loser. The loser has to do something the group agrees on beforehand. Oh, and you get one chicken. You can use it to get out of any dare. Use it wisely."
Hermione nodded.
They finally made it downstairs, and saw the twins sitting, looking absolutely bored.
When they saw her and Ginny, they stood up. "It's about bloody time!" Fred exclaimed.
"We were beginning to think you'd gotten lost up there!" George agreed.
"Hermione, you look very lovely," Fred stated randomly. Hermione blushed.
"Oh, thanks. You too."
She was lying. He looked somewhat fat, based on the number of layers HE was wearing. She sighed. This was going to be a long game.
"So, before we begin," George started.
"Punishment for the loser!" Fred finished with triumph. He winked at Hermione.
"Isn't nudity enough?" Hermione asked innocently.
Fred, George, and, to her surprise, Ginny, all burst out laughing, causing Hermione to blush furiously.
"Maybe we should make the punishment a bit nicer for Hermione, since I have a feeling that this punishment has her name on it," Fred stated. Hermione couldn't tell if she felt grateful or annoyed by this statement.
"No exceptions!" George shouted, smacking Fred in the face with a pillow.
"I've got it!" Ginny exclaimed. "The loser has to snog every player for at least a minute, and then put on only undergarments, and go seduce Dumbledore!"
The twins nodded in approval.
"It's settled then," George stated.
Hermione knew one thing now: she could not lose.
"So, Hermione..." Fred started. "Truth... or dare?"