Truth or dare?

By  RoseRed  (An "It's midnight slash fic. story")

Warning   Don't read if you are under 17 or if you have a problem with this type of story!

I don't own 'em, know 'em, or control 'em.

It starts off funny, but gets serious.  Well, as serious as I can get at 12:30 A.M.

I really am going to turn this into the most serious drama possible, while still filling it with lust!

            "Oh Merlin, I am so bored!"  Ron Weasly said.

            "Me too."  Harry Potter replied.

            "Me three."  Said Hermione Granger.  "What should we do guys?"  And so this began the most interesting night of all three lives.  It was the trio's sixth year at Hogwarts, everyone in the Gryffendor area had gone to bed, except them.  None of them could sleep.

            "Why don't we play Truth or Dare?"  Suggested Harry, who by now had matured into a glorious specimen of man.

            "Great idea, Harry!"  Hermione, essence of women every ware.  Curvy, petit, and beautiful.

            "Truth or what?"  Ron, the Wizard.  Co-captain of the Quiddetch team, muscled, deep voiced, and still freckled.

            "Oh, sorry Ron.  It's a muggle game." 

            "Harry, stop.  I know you, you can't explain anything muggle!"

            "Fine, Mione, you tell him them!"

            "I think I will!"

            "Would someone just tell me?!"  Poor Ron, Hermione and Harry did this a lot it seemed, bugged Ron about all things muggle. 

            "Sorry."  Stated Hermione.  Was everything a fact with her? "Truth or Dare is a muggle game where any number of players sits in a circle and asks other players Truth or Dare.  If you the askee answers Truth, the asker can ask them any question they want, and they must answer.  If the askee says Dare, the asker can make them do anything they want.  Does that make sense?"

            "Umm, I guess.  Thanks Mione.  So what do you say, Harry, wanna play?"

            "I did suggest it, didn't I?"

            "True.  Ok, Mione.  You start."

            "Fine.  Harry, truth or dare?"   

            "Dare."

            "Ohhhhh, are you sure that's wise, Harry?  You know what kind of sick, twisted mind Mione can have!"

            "Harry, I dare you to….hmm….kiss Ron on the cheek!"

            "MIONE!"  Both boys yelled in unison.

            "Are you gonna do it or not, Harry?" 

            "Yeah, yeah."  Harry, as quickly as possible, leaned in and pecked Ron on the cheek.  Looking very disgusted.

            "Ok, Mione.  I'm gonna get you back.  Truth or dare?"

            "Dare!" 

            "You have to give Ron a peck on the lips!"

            "Hey," interjected Ron, "don't I get a say in any of this?"

            "No."  Said Harry.

            Before Ron could protest further, Hermione leaned in and pecked him on the lips.

            "Ron, truth or dare?"

            "Do I dare say dare?  Just kidding, dare."

            "I dare you to…take off your shirt!"

            "That's too easy."   Mione hoped Ron wouldn't catch her jaw dropping in amazement at his tight muscled chest.

            "Ok, Harry.  Truth or dare?"

            "Dare."

            "I dare you to French kiss Mione!"

            "Okay….come on, Mione, pucker up!"  They kissed, they actually kissed.  This was getting serious.  Harry was more then a little turned on by that amazing kiss.  As was Ron, just from watching it.  Mione hoped the boys wouldn't notice the little bumps showing through her shirt.

            "Ron, you do know I'm gonna get you back."  Said Mione.

            "Oh, really?  Try it!"

            "Ron, truth or dare?"  Hey, wasn't it Harry's turn?

            "Dare, baby!"

            "I dare you to take off Harry's t-shirt with your teeth, and them run your tongue from his waist line to his neck!  Ha, beat that one!"

            "Ummm….well.  Harry, what do you think?"

            "Just do it."  (Nike is not paying me to say that.  : ) )

            "Fine!  I'll get you for this, Mione!"   Ron slowly guided Harry's shirt off with his teeth, and then used his tongue for part two.  It was going great until he heard the moan that Harry couldn't quite control.

            "Guys, I think this is getting a little to serious.  Maybe we should stop?"

            "Yeah," said Ron, "I think you're right, Mione."

            "What do you think, Harry?"  Instead of an answer, Harry grabbed Ron's head and pulled him in for a kiss.  Ron quickly turned from surprise to passion.  HE kissed back, long and hard.  When they finally broke apart, they were both panting.  They both looked at Mione and motioned her over.   Ron kissed her, Harry kissed her, she kissed them.  Tongues were searching for open mouths, and by now, everyone's shirts were off.   Soon Hermione found herself naked in between two hot guys.  They were all nervous. 

            "Boys, what do you say we take this upstairs?"  Harry picked her up, and Ron grabbed the clothes.  Soon, everyone was laying in Hermione's bead in her private room.  That's when things got interesting.  Who knew that love would start from that one game.  Who knew?  Who knew that things were soon going to get a little more then serious.  Feelings would be hurt, and lies would be told.   It was the start of the most interesting year ever.

---Wow.  If you want to know what happened in the bedroom, that will be the next chapter I post.  If I get enough reviews, that is.  I'm going to turn this story into a serious drama, filled with lies and deceit….and a pregnancy…shh!  That was a hint, don't tell anyone I told you about it!---