DARES!
A/N: Bit of randomness I just thought up.
Summary: The Gryffindor sixth years play dares!
Rated T
Sat on the floor on the Gryffindor common room were the sixth years. "I dare Lavender to kiss Dean."
"That's not much of a dare is it?" Lavender said as she pecked Dean's blushing cheek lightly. "Any way now it's my turn to choose who goes." Her eyes carefully looked around the circle. "Hermione Granger." She said mischievously.
"I already told you guys, this is childish and immature, I am not playing." Hermione sounded like a teacher.
"C'mon! Lighten up it's only a game." Seamus called out.
"Fine, whatever."
"Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
Lavender giggled, "Out of all the Gryffindor lads, who would you most like to shag?"
Hermione blushed a dark shade of red, "LAVENDER!"
"You have to answer!"
"Err..," Hermione was embarrassed to say the least, "Ron..." she whispered.
"I KNEW IT!" Lavender shrieked. Meanwhile, Ron was blushing red and looked as if he wanted the floor to swallow him up. Seamus smacked him on the back and muttered to him, "Lucky, lucky you. We all want to know what Mione's like in bed – bet she's a sex goddess." He winked at Ron, who just blushed deeper red.
"My turn," Hermione said, "Harry, truth or dare?" She giggled.
"Dare." He said confidently.
"I dare you to run around the Gryffindor Tower in just your boxers." Everyone guffawed. Harry stood up and stripped down to his boxers. As he ran around Lavender carefully assessed him with her eyes, "PWAORH..." She thought aloud. Everyone turned to look at her. "What? He's hot!" Hermione rolled her eyes, typical Lavender.
"My turn to choose, huh? I pick Dean. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"What's the most embarrassing moment you've ever had in school?"
"Filch caught me and Padma Patil snogging in a broom closet, we were just about to have it. I was stood in my underpants. He frog marched me straight to McGonagall in just my boxers."
"YOU SNOGGED MY SISTER?" Pavarti shouted.
"Yep"
"WHAT THE HELL?"
"She's hotter than you, no offense."
"I hate you Dean Thomas."
"You're just jealous."
"You're just a dick."
"GET LOST."
"YOU GET LOST."
Oh no, Hermione thought, not again, they probably will start throwing things next. Sure enough, a pillow whizzed past her head.
A/N: Bit of Randomness.