Hello everybody, this is my first fic, so bare with me please? A simple, short DG, with no real plot to think of. Just me rambling and being slightly sarcastic, making Draco and Ginny do crazy things because yeah, that's fun.
Title: Random Fluffy Marshmallows
Summary: The gang has decided its time to have some fun this year, and how else to do that but by playing the popular muggle game, Truth or Dare! But what happens when Colin is drooling, Snape turns gay, and me, the author, begins to play with Draco's and Ginny's mind? Fun of course! Please R&R. A quick read!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its … thingies… belong to JK Rowling. But fluffy white marshmallows with a rum tum tum belongs to me! Haha ;) This is such a complete waste of space…
(Year Seven of Harry Potter, on the way to Hogwarts for the beginning of the year)
"Well we have to do something fun this year," Hermione said rather matter-of-factly, sitting next to Ron in the train compartment.
"This coming from the 'oh my god exams in six months; MUST START STUDYING girl'…" said Ron, taunting Mione. She just stuck her tongue out at him, when suddenly the compartment door opened.
Enter Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and Luna Lovegood. Oh yes, there's a flash of a camara; musn't forget Colin.
"Ron," Ginny said, mockingly scolding him. "What did I tell you about playing with Mione's tongue? Get a bloody room first, remember?"
Ron turned crimson, blushing and muttering something about "not playing with tongue yet." Ginny just laughed, and winked at Mione, who was blushing furiously and somewhat sullenly kept her tongue in her mouth.
Harry couldn't help it; he burst out laughing. Luna looked jealous, and Colin took the opportunity to take another picture. Neville kept looking from one to the other, wiggling his eyebrows up and down so much that finally Ginny slapped him softly on the shoulder.
"Anyway," Mione said, bringing the previous matter back to hand, "I thought we ought to play a game."
"A game? That's your bloody idea as fun?" Ron said. Hermione glared at him. Colin took another picture. Can you say "Hello my name is I'm stalking you would you mind posing for a picture?"
Anyway, Ginny, sitting on top of Harry's lap at the current moment, asked, "What kind of game, Mione?"
"Well, it's a muggle game really. Truth or Dare."
Luna and Ginny clapped their hands in excitement as Harry and Neville groaned. Ron looked confused. Colin took another picture.
Ginny, Luna, and Hermione started all talking at once, and it was decided that they would begin now, assigning each other to do something before the month is over, when they would meet again for new assignments.
"Ginny, you choose someone first," said Mione, glancing pointedly at her to lead the way.
"Alrighty then," she said cheerfully. "Ron, truth or dare?"
Ron looked nervously about the room. "Um, dare?"
Ginny smiled evilly. Ron put his head in his hands, very worried. Colin got another picture.
"Well, Ron," Ginny said in a sickly sweet voice, "I think it would be awfully sweet of you to…" The rest of the message she whispered in his ears, much to the disappointment of others in the room. Harry laughed as Ron's face turned various shades of green.
"Am I allowed to back out?" he whined. "That's bloody impossible."
"Nothings impossible," said Hermione.
Ron continued whining. "Yes it is, its bloody impossible to do without getting branded for life AND without having half the school kill me!"
"NO," Mione said sternly. Ron stuck out his bottom lip, pouting. Playfully, Mione kissed his pout, which quickly went away. His lips also quickly became busy with… well, other things, much to the amusement of everyone else in the compartment, except for Luna, who just pouted herself. Oh and Colin. He took a picture. Yeah, another one.
"WELL," Ginny said loudly. Ron and Mione didn't pay the slightest bit of attention. "COUGH COUGH," Ginny said, trying again. "RON!" Ginny rolled her eyes, and then went over the snogging couple. "Ron, look, a spider!"
"WHAT?" Ron shouted, jumping off of Hermione, who looked disappointed, and glared at Ginny, just teasing of course. "WHERE IS IT?" Ron shouted, his wand out, hair going everywhere has he jumped around on one of the seats in the compartment.
Ginny laughed, "Ron you prat I was just kidding. There is no bloody spider, relax! I just said that to get you off Mione. We don't want any baby Ron's quite yet."
Hermione and Ron both turned a very interesting shade of red, as Ginny just laughed her tinkly little laugh. Harry began to wonder since when Gin had turned so outgoing. Where had that shy, lonely little girl he had known gone? Really, he didn't care, he rather liked this new Ginny. Of course, not in any inappropriate way he told himself. Just as a little sister sort of thing. Right?
Harry glanced over at Luna, Neville, and Gin, and instantly knew too well that Gin was like his younger sister, and in no way did her like her in anyway. There was someone else he liked in that way…
"Right, now that snogging lessons have been interrupted," Ginny said loudly, looking pointedly at Hermione and Ron, "we can continue. Ron, you're next."
He smiled wickedly. "Mione love, truth or dare?"
"Hmm…" Mione said, a grin on her face. She knew what he was going to dare her to do. What would he say to truth though? "Truth." Ron looked disappointed. Ginny laughed that tinkly laugh again, as Colin took another picture.
"Well," Ron said, coming very close to her face, but still talking loud enough for everyone to hear. "Answer truthfully, would you like to snog…"
"YES!" Mione said, bumping into Ron's nose as she did. Ron looked slightly shocked, his eyes wide open. "Snape? Ew Mione I thought you had some taste!" Ron began making retching noises and he sniffed. "I thought we meant something," he said, putting on a great show of acting hurt.
Mione's face at 'Snape?' was even funnier than Ron's. Puzzlement to omg what the hell to Bafflement to I think I'm going to throw up to I think I'm going to go snog Ron again… And yeah, they were at it again.
Harry smacked Mione's arse, causing both Mione and Ron to sit up and look rather stunned. Ron looked kind of jealous, Hermione blushing, as Colin took yet another picture.
"Okay, Mione, its your turn," said Harry, sounding a bit exasperated.
"Oh yeah well um, Luna! Truth or Dare?"
"Dare of course," Luna replied stately.
"Well," Mione said, "I dare you, Luna, to invite Snape to a 'learn about taking care of your hair' seminar, and then, when he refuses, or whatever he does, stroke his hair and whisper in his ear, 'so so greasy.. mmmm…'"
Luna looked at Mione in surprised, but shrugged. "Sure, why not. I rather like his hair anyway."
Okay, ew. Ew ew ew. To Harry, that seemed just so wrong. SO so SO wrong.
"Harry, truth or dare?" Luna asked.
Surprised at being called, Harry turned to find Luna an inch away from his nose. "Oh yeah okay um, dare…"
Luna leaned closer, her eyes closed now. "I dare you to strip tease Pansy Parkinson during the middle of Transfiguration."
Harry closed his eyes in disgust. Why were they doing this again?
Everyone else burst out laughing, and Colin popped up in front of Harry. "Harry," Colin said in a squeaky, high-pitch, very excited voice, "and you've also got to sing 'I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my…' while you're doing it?" Yeah, and everyone else laughed harder.
Harry felt his cheeks flush, and he mumbled to no one in particular, "Well fluffy white marshmallows with a rum tum tum."
Luckily, no one heard him. But Colin did take another picture.
Harry called Colin next, who chose truth and admitted to being gay, also admitting to having a gigantic crush on "that downright gorgeous, oh so sexy, Draco Malfoy." Yeah, Draco sodding Malfoy. It scared Harry too.
"Well Gin, truth or dare?" Colin asked. Everyone in the compartment was kind of quiet after Colin's outburst, but it didn't stop Colin from taking pictures.
"Dare," Ginny said quietly, her eyes glittering with excitement.
"Well I must admit," Colin said, "I am rather jealous and I do have a hard time giving this assignment to you, but I figured it's a pretty good dare."
"And it is…" said Ginny rather sarcastically.
"I dare you to, during dinner, sometime this month, saunter over to the Slytherin table," he paused for effect.
"Oh god," whispered Mione.
"And then climb atop the table, crawling to a certain Slytherin with a seductive manner."
"Any particular one?" said Ginny, who wasn't apparently that phased about it. Ron on the other hand was sputtering and Mione's face was white. Colin looked smug and Neville was laughing. He was lucky, thought Harry, because he had asked not to be in the first round. Lucky Neville.
"Draco Malfoy, the bloody wanker himself!"
"COLIN!" Ginny shrieked. "What kind of sick, perverted mind are you hiding under all of that gayness of yours? DRACO BLOODY MALFOY ARE YOU EFFING INSANE?"
"I am not insane," came a cool voice from the doorway, and who else was it but the wanker himself. "As a matter of fact, I am very collected in the mind, which is more than I can say for you at the moment."
Ginny glared at him, no doubt envisioning images of Malfoy being ripped into pieces by a hippogriff.
Draco just smirked his world-famous smirk back at her.
Colin took a picture, and Harry noticed him drooling. Ew.
"Ferret."
"Weaslette."
"You bloody wanker."
"Nice to know you care, Carrot."
"Nice to see you back in human skin, ferrets became unpopular with Pansy I take it?" she said coolly, standing up to meet him, although he was still almost a foot taller then her. He took a step closer so that he and Ginny were only a mere two inches away from each other. He glared down at her, a glare that would have caused McGonagall to step back. But not Gin. She smirked, a mirror image of his previous one.
"Not funny, Weaslette. Shame, I would say you've lost your touch, but (gasp) I remembered you never had one to begin with." What kind of comeback is that? Draco asked himself.
"Aw, that's the best comeback poor little Drakie-poo can come up with? Did mummy forget to send someone their bedtime bear? Is Drakie-poo a bit grumpy this afternoon?" Ginny stood up on her tippy-toes so that she was only about five inches away from his face. If he leaned down they would only be an inch away thought Harry. Ew.
"I think someone needs a nap, either that, or a little less talk and a lot more action," Ginny whispered mockingly. Then she dropped down to her feet, smirked once more at Malfoy, slapped his arse, and left the compartment, everyone else right behind her, astonished. Draco Malfoy; THE Draco Malfoy, had just been left speechless, by Ginny Weasley no less. Oohh tough year for Draco already.
And it didn't get any better for poor Draco. That night at dinner, Colin slapped his arse, causing Draco to be jumpy the rest of the night. Besides that, everytime he looked at the Gryffindor table he could see that whore Weasley with a smug smile on her lips. No doubt telling everyone at the bloody tale about the escapade on the train.
On the train! Draco was about to shoot the Weaslette! How dare she leave him speechless like that? It's all her ruddy lips fault. They distracted him. Yes that was it, his hormones got in the way of him. Maybe he did need to get some action. Not with Pansy though. Ew.
But somehow, somewhere deep inside him, Draco knew his hormones were not the reason he had not spoken back to Miss Ginevra Weasley.
Author's Note: Okay well this started as a completely random fic, but now I kind of like it so I'm going to keep it up for like… um a total of like one more chapter so I can update lol.
Three weeks passed rather quickly, and the group of Truth or Darers were beginning to feel the pressure coming on. None of the darers had done their dares, and only one week remained. Ginny knew she needed to go seduce the Ferret on the table, but she didn't bloody want to! It was so… raunchy! And besides, it's the bloody ferret! How do you attempt to seduce anyone who looks like a ferret, has deathly white skin, and has a personality equal to Voldemort's! Otherwise known as: EVIL!
Gin sighed for the fifth time that night, finally drawing attention to herself.
"Gin," Colin asked after taking a picture, "what's wrong?"
"Fluffy white marshmallows with a rum tum tum that's what's bloody wrong."
Colin looked very confused, as Ginny only sighed again. "Okay Colin seriously, why did Mione start this truth or dare thing anyway?"
"This is about Malfoy, isn't it?"
"No comment."
"Ginny, I can't tell you much. Just do it. It can't be too hard, can it?"
"Yeah, whatever Colin."
Ginny got up from the dinner table, fully prepared to do the inevitable, when her concentration was broken by a large group of Slytherins and Gryffindors running into the Great Hall screaming. Mione came in, her face paler than death and Harry looked like he had been scarred for life.
In worry Ginny ran up to them both. "Mione, Harry; what's wrong?"
But neither Mione nor Harry answered. Instead, the voice Ginny heard was the cool, crisp voice of Draco sodding Malfoy. "That prat of a brother of yours is what happened."
Ginny whipped around to find Draco smirking at her. Mione and Harry just stood speechless as the rest of school looked on earnestly. Everyone knew of Ginny's temper, and matched with Draco's stupidness… who knew the outcome?
"Why, what did he do now to upset poor little Drakie-poo? Did he tell you that you look like a ferret, Malfoy? Because that's true…"
If looks could kill, Ginny would be stone dead on the floor. But luckily, looks can't, so Malfoy was stuck glaring daggers at her instead. "I do not look like a ferret! Just because you don't have tastes doesn't mean other girls can't appreciate my looks."
Ginny wasn't at all phased. "And guys. From what I've heard, you can please the men very well, can't you Malfoy?"
"I am not gay!" Ginny was thrilled at the tint of pink that tinged his white cheeks.
"Didn't say you were, now did I?" whispered Ginny, a smirk on her face.
"Well you definitely applied it!" For some reason, Draco could come up with any very good comebacks at the moment… And then he thought of his father, and became his normal cool and collected self. He leaned very close to the Weaslette's ear and whispered silkily, "But your brother on the other hand is already spoken for, as I have seen, by a boy none the less."
Ginny's eyes widened to the size of saucers. 'What in the hell are you talking about Malfoy?"
He tutted softly, his voice still soft though hers had risen loud enough for the rest of the Hall to hear. "I mean the act your brother pulled a few minutes ago, scaring everyone out of their minds and I am quite sure scarring a few people as well. Especially Granger."
Ginny looked at Hermione in surprise, and then turned back to Mal-ferret, but he was no longer paying her attention. Instead, he was focused on Granger.
This time Draco spoke loud enough for everyone to hear him. "How's it feel, Granger? To be dumped by a Weasley, already low enough, to another man? And Snape for that matter… Mudbloods not too good in bed then I take it?"
Mione's face turned bright red, and the Hall became deathly silent except for a few sniggers from the Slytherin table.
But the silence was broken unexpectedly by… Ginny Weasley?
Ginny couldn't help herself. She was cracking up, much to the surprise of everyone else. There was a flash of a camara, Colin no doubt. Still, Ginny kept laughing. She stopped for a breather, and then smiled, looking up at Malfoy. "Snape? Honestly, he did it? Did he snog Snape? In front of everyone? Don't lie, did he really?"
Malfoy nodded, a strange look in his eye. He was very confused. And Draco Malfoy was never confused.
The Weaselette kept laughing, confusing Draco even more. "WHAT is so funny? Your brother being gay, although highly amusing, does not strike me as hilarious to his sister."
Again, the Weaselette laughed. "I dared… I dared him to snog Snape, during Potions… and he did it… HE DID IT!"
Suddenly, Draco found this amusing, and he and Ginny (since when does he call her Ginny) cracked up, much to the surprise (again) of the hall.
Suddenly, Draco smirked and brought Ginny close to him. "Kiss me, I dare you to," he whispered softly.
Ginny's eyes widened but then she smiled. "Sure, why not?"
And then Ron came in, just when Ginny's and Draco's lips met. Bad bad timing. Dead silence in hall, flash of camara, Ron's bright red face… and then enter Snape and you get a helluva good time!
Author's Note: So far, that's it, I could continue it but I feel lazy and don't feel like writing at the current moment. Everyone review and maybe I'll make the insanity last for another chapter or two.
Please excuse me for this horrible piece of writing! I just felt the need to get SOMETHING up and running, even if it was horrible!
Love ya all, and review, as a holiday present to muah!