Summary: When Seamus gets bored, all hell breaks lose as he unleashes the one thing that could cast fear into the heart of Hogwart's aging headmaster and bring chaos unto the ancient school: a game of truth or dare.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter, and no, I am not making any money off of this sad excuse for a story.

CHAPTER ONE: WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?

"I'm bored," Seamus announced matter-of-factly, proclaiming this statement to all the occupants of the common room, letting out an overly dramatic sigh as he slumped down in one of the cozy armchairs next to the fireplace.

Dean rolled his eyes at his best friend from his position on the couch next to Seamus, where he was working on an essay for potions. "Seamus, I swear that you were a queen in another life—a drama queen that is," the dark skinned boy lightly teased his friend, muttering the Indico Mensura (1) spell at his homework under his breath to check, once again, whether he had reached the required length of two feet's worth of parchment. He was still three and a half inches short; he let out an exasperated sigh.

"What do you mean he was a drama queen in another life?" Hermione asked sarcastically, looking up from the book she was reading over in the corner (she had finished her homework long before) in order to raise a cinnamon colored eyebrow at Seamus as he threw a hand up, palm out, across his forehead, striking a dramatic pose, mocking Dean and Hermione's words.

"Woe is me; I shall die of boredom before long!" Seamus cried out loudly, eliciting laughter from most of his peers and a few odd looks.

"Why don't you go play a game or something," Hermione suggested, returning to her reading.

"Why, my dearest Hermione!" Seamus exclaimed in excitement, "I knew your brilliance would prove useful one of these days—" here Hermione let out an indignant snort, which Seamus chose to ignore, "Now whatever shall we play," he finished, addressing the group at large.

"What do you mean, we?" Dean asked skeptically, though he had a fairly good idea of exactly what Seamus had meant (after all, they had been friends for over five years now).

"Well, you don't expect me to play a game all by myself, now do you?" Seamus asked disbelievingly, glaring at his friend when it appeared that he was about to answer with a 'Yes.'

"Bloody hell, Hermione, now look what you've done," Dean muttered in annoyance, rubbing his head as if to rid himself of an oncoming headache. Hermione's eyebrows shot up in incredulence as she wondered how Dean could possibly blame her for...well, whatever it was that he was blaming her for. Dean quickly attempted to explain, "Don't you see? Now he's going to want us to join him in playing that game you just so happened to suggest," he informed the intelligent witch who seemed to be at a bit of a loss at the moment, before turning to Seamus with a warning look, "And You'd better not want to play—"

"Truth or dare!" Seamus cut him off enthusiastically, hopping up and down as best he could from his position in his seat, looking like a small child eager at the prospect of receiving candy.

Dean shook his head sadly. "I was afraid of that," he commented, before continuing more to himself than anyone, "Just why I let my sister and her friends teach him that blasted game I'll never know."

"What's so bad about truth or dare?" Hermione asked absently, her eyes never leaving her book, "I mean, it's just a stupid, little game that pre-teens play when they want to make a spectacle of one another or desire an excuse to snog each other silly."

"Have you ever actually played it?" Dean questioned Hermione. After receiving a negative shake of the head he continued, "Yeah, I didn't think so...well, you'll see," he finished in an ominous tone. Hermione, however, did not look impressed.

"Really, I don't see what could be so bad about it. Admittedly, I've never played before, but—" she was cut off as Seamus butted in, seeming to have just realized something.

"Never played before!" he exclaimed, sounding horrified.

"That's right," Hermione confirmed, glancing up only to see a flabbergasted looking Seamus, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide.

Recovering from his shock, Seamus quickly pushed himself up from his armchair and went to stand in front of the fireplace before calling everyone's attention to himself. "Tonight, we are going to be having the first ever Gryffindor Truth or Dare Game!" he shouted across the room. Many people looked at him in obvious confusion, wondering what on earth this 'Truth or Dare' he spoke of was. Seamus didn't bother to explain as he continued with his speech, "The Game is going to be held here at 9:00; tell everybody you know—even people from other houses—it's going to be the best night ever!" he finished with a flourish, before sitting down calmly in his cushy chair once more.

Whispers immediately broke out about the room as the Gryffindors present begin to discuss the announcement, some leaving the common room in order to inform their friends of this 'Truth or Dare' Game.

Dean shook his head, eying Seamus warily. "You do know that this is going to be all over the whole school within the hour," he stated in an even tone, though he felt like bashing his head against the wall. Just what had Seamus gone and done this time?

"I know! Isn't it great?" Seamus declared happily, before letting his gaze drift to the crackling fire, staring at the red and gold coloured flames with a smile on his face as he imagined his brilliant plan (a.k.a. the 'Gryffindor Truth or Dare Game') being put into action.

Hermione glanced nervously at Seamus, wondering just how much sugar he had consumed earlier that day, before sending a 'look' towards Dean, who shrugged as if to say 'How the hell am I supposed to know what goes on in that brain of his?' Well, tonight certainly will be...interesting, she thought to herself; her book lay forgotten on her lap as she, too, pondered just what this 'truth or dare' game would be like.

Author's Notes: This idea just sort of popped into my head and I just had to write it down. I hope you like the way I portrayed Seamus, Dean, and Hermione; more characters will be introduced in the next chapter. I hope you like it so far; I know there are about a million truth or dare fics out there, but every fanfic writer has to write one eventually and I thought it was time to throw my own into the mix. As the title suggests, I'm trying to make my fic a little bit different from most, though it will probably end up pretty much the same. Anyways, if you have any suggestions for the plot or dares, or even truths, then feel free to mention them in a review or email me and I will take them into consideration.

(1) I made this spell up by looking up words in an English to Latin online dictionary. It roughly means 'indicate length.'