"I dare you."

These are the words that made my day go from normal to amazing in less than six hours.

My day had started out as usual. I woke up to find myself alone in my dorm and my shoes had mysteriously disappeared…again. I hopped out of bed, took a quick shower, and rushed out of the Ravenclaw dorms to catch the end of breakfast.

I sprint past all the latecomers as if they are standing still so I can reach my favorite seat. It has a perfect view of the kitchen door, where nargles always show up. Have to watch out or they will spike or steal my food. I sit cross-legged on the hard wooden bench and stare at the cloudy ceiling as I slowly eat my porridge. Conversations swirl around me like a never-ending river. I wonder if there is a river-

"LUNA!"

AHHHH my mind screams but on the outside I calmly turn my head to look at the youngest Weasley who looks like she just stuck her finger in an electrical socket.

"Good morning Ginny."

"Luna! Guess what I heard!"

"Hummmm, that you secretly have a sister?"

"What…? I didn't mean literally. You were supposed to say what."

"Oh, ok. What then."

"I heard that Blasie Zabini thinks you are the biggest prude in the school."

This got me mad. Just because he has slept with almost every girl in Hogwarts doesn't mean that the few he hasn't slept with are prudes. The nerve! I pride myself on my certain...skills, not that anyone but Ginny and a few chosen others know about.

"So what are we going to do to get the prick back?"

"I have an idea."

I slowly got up from the bench and started to walk over to the Slytherin table.

"Luna! Wait for me!"

Ginny quickly jogs up next to me as I reach the table and poke the annoying Italian in the back. He slowly turns and his deep brown eyes slowly meet mine.

"Is there something I can help you with Loony?"

"Hey! Don't call her-"

I slap my hand over her mouth, "its ok Ginny. Let me handle it."

"Yeah Weasley, Lonny can fight her own battles."

He is sitting lazily in his chair and looks at me with something that looks like amusement and then glances around the table, like we are not worth his full attention. I think I am going to punch his lights out, which isn't like me. I am normally a very non-violent person, but its like he knows how to push my buttons.

"So, did you have a reason to come over here or could you not resist not being in my presence?"

If looks could kill, he would be ten feet under, but all he does is raise his eyebrow. Stupid prick.

"Actually, I heard a rumor and I just wanted to set facts strait."

"And which rumor was that? The one about you having no real use in life or about being the biggest prude this school has ever seen?"

I grind my teeth together to keep from yelling his ears off, "the second one."

"Ah. So you have come to prove me wrong."

I hadn't really thought about how to fix the rumor, but that seemed like a good idea as any, "yes I am.'

"Sure, sure. How?"

"Um…"

"She is going to dance!"

I had almost forgot Ginny was even there. Dance! Was she crazy? She wasn't to mention that! Ever!

"Dance? Interesting. Anything else?"

"And sing!"

"Ginny!"

"Ok, I dare you to sing the nastiest song you can think of and dance to it in front of the whole school at dinner tonight."

What have I gotten myself into? I might as well go along with it. I place my hands on my hips and put on my sass britches, "oh you do, do you?"

"You bet I do. You, Miss Loony, are too much of a prude to do it."

"Your sure about that? How about we turn this dare into a bet?"

"Bring it, Lovegood."

"Ok Zabini, if I win you have to strip to your boxers and help me look for nargles in the swamp."

They both look at me weird, but Ginny just shrugs and his look slowly turns into that of a cat who has just caught a canary for dinner, "that's the best you've got? Ok, and if I win?"

I look at Ginny and her look back clearly says you're on a roll, keep going.

"I'll be your personal slave for a month."

Did that just come out of my mouth? Dear Merlin. Ginny looks like she is going to either faint or burst out laughing. Probably the latter.

"Personal slave, huh. I like it. You got yourself a dare Loony."

"Prepare to lose, Mr. Italian Stallion."

Now both of his eyebrows are raised. What is up with me today? Italian stallion? Really?

"Well, looks like you have some getting ready to do. Don't disappoint Lovegood."

"I won't."

With that, he gets up and struts out of the Great Hall.

"Luna! Personal slave? Really?"

"Sorry. It was the only thing I could think of."

"Whatever, this is your performance anyway. What are you going to sing?"

I think for a second and then the perfect song pops into my head. My sweet smile turns devious as I think of all the moves I could do.

"Luna, you're scaring me."

I turn to her, "you have no idea. Look, I'm going to need your help. Can you find Hermione and meet me in the Room of Requirement in an hour?"

" Sure, but what about classes?"

"Just call in sick, you don't want to miss out on this."

"Ok, whatever you say Luna."

As she walks away, I run back to the Ravenclaw table, grab my bag, and rush back to my dorm to change.