Chiaki: Hi, everyone! Thanks for all your comments on the first chapter! Judging by your reviews I'd say most of you want to see Draco in a skirt, is that right? ^.~
Draco: NO! How could you?! Yeah, you! *Points to readers* I swear, if I have to wear a skirt, I'm gonna-
Chiaki: *Gags him* Oh well, that's how life goes. ^^ So... let's get on with the second chapter!

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Draco scowled as they walked down towards the dungeons. How DARE they threaten him with a skirt. He was wondering where they got their abnormal ideas from, and came to the conclusion that cross-dressing was probably one of Ron's favourite hobbies.

They were almost at the dungeons when-
"Professor Snape!" cried Harry, bumping into the Potions master, who was looking incredibly moody as usual. Next to him were Neville Longbottom and Parvati Patil, both looking quite upset.
'They must have been caught doing something they shouldn't' thought Harry. (A/N: No, not THAT!)
"Instead of standing gawping at me, Potter, would you please kindly MOVE?!" Snape barked. Harry thought Snape must be in a worse mood than usual.
"Longbottom, Patil, you are free to go now," he said icily. He started to walk down the corridor away from them when Ron shouted out, "Professor, do you think Malfoy would look good in a skirt?" Hermione stared at him. It must have taken a great deal of courage to ask Snape just like that. Luckily, Snape just shrugged and walked off, winking at Draco before he left. Draco threw his arms up exhasperatedly.
"Great! Even Snape thinks I should wear a flipping skirt!" he moaned. "This is not good..."
"Big news, Malfoy," Harry muttered, rolling his eyes. "Hey, Neville, Parvati, do you two want to play?"
"Sure!" they both exclaimed at the same time, and, looking excited, followed the rest of the gang into an empty classroom. Hermione locked the door with a spell so they wouldn't be disturbed, and they all sat in a circle on the floor. Ron placed the Butterbeer bottle in the middle.
"Ready?" he asked. Everyone seemed to be looking deadly serious now, as if it was some kind of important game. Ron took a deep breath, put his fingers slowly around the bottle, and-
"Oh, get ON with it, we haven't got all day!" Draco snapped. Ron glared at him and spun the bottle. All the kids held their breath as it spun, each crossing their fingers that it would land on Draco. But it landed on...
"HERMIONE!!!" they all cried (except for Draco who yelled 'Mudblood'), and Hermione went bright pink.
"Okay, Hermione, truth or dare?" asked Harry with a smile.
"Um... truth?" Hermione asked tentatively. Draco decided to seize the opportunity to do something spiteful, and said: "Is it true that you're in love with Weasley?"
"WHAT?!" Hermione almost fell over. Everyone else- except Ron- had burst out laughing, and Hermione had gone pinker than ever. Harry managed to straighten himself much quicker than the others.
"Well, it would explain a lot of things if you were," he said between laughs. Hermione looked down.
"Well, answer!" Parvati said, looking just as entertained as the others. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Fine... the answer is... yes!" She covered her face up as everyone cheered and gave wolf whistles.
"Okay, okay, let's keep playing!" Hermione sighed, and spun the bottle. This time, it landed on Crabbe.
"Truth or dare?" Hermione asked.
"Uh..." It took Crabbe a while to think, but he finally decided on a dare. Draco grinned again, and opened his mouth to say something, when Ron cut in.
"Wait, Malfoy, you already had a go! It's someone else's turn to think of the dare!" At this, Draco leaned back on the wall behind him, looking incredibly sulky.
"Do you want to dare him, Harry?" Ron asked. Harry nodded.
"Okay, I dare you to..." He thought carefully, then said. "I dare you to kiss Crabbe!" Crabbe looked dumbstruck- so did the rest of the gang.
"Uh... Harry, he IS Crabbe," Ron said, amazed that Harry could mix them up.
"Oh," Harry muttered. "Oopsie. Fine, I dare Crabbe to kiss Goyle." Crabbe now looked even more dumbstruck than he did before, and he didn't seem to know what to do.
"What's wrong, Crabbe? I thought you two were already a couple!" Draco sneered. (A/N: He's even horrible to his friends, how nice...!)
"Oh, hurry up!" Hermione complained. When Crabbe finally did the dare, everyone burst out laughing. Ron seemed unable to control himself, and was rolling around the floor, positively screaming with laughter.
"Uh... Ron, it wasn't THAT funny," Neville commented. Ron tried to compose himself, sitting up with a grin on his face.
"Okay, okay," he said, and spun the bottle again. And it landed on...
"MALFOY!!!" they all cried, as the bottle pointed to Draco, who stared at it with a look of utmost terror on his face.
"Why me?" he muttered to himself.
"Truth or dare, Malfoy?" asked Hermione. She knew they all desperately wanted revenge on him, so she was secretly hoping that he picked a dare. Of course, Draco, who would never miss a chance to show how brave he was, went for the dare. Ron decided that he'd think of this one.
"Hmm, what should we make him do...?" he muttered to the others, so that Draco couldn't hear.
"Dunno, but make it something bad, he's so horrible," Neville whispered.
"I heard that!" Draco shouted, glaring at them.
"We don't care!" Ron shouted back, and turned to the others. Draco was sitting against the wall again, wishing he could be out of here, when he noticed someone standing in the corner of the room.
"Uh... guys?" he mumbled, pointing to the corner. "Who's that?"
"Malfoy, we've had enough of you and your hallucinations, now shut up," Harry said, and turned back to the others. But it turned out that there WAS someone there. She walked out of the shadows and ran up to Draco.
"HI, DRACO!!!" she yelled, almost deafening him.
"Wha-? Who are you?!" Draco asked, jumping away in fright. The others turned to look too, apparently puzzled.
"Don't you even know me? I'm Chiaki!" she cried, bouncing up and down. She also started clinging to Draco's arm, and couldn't be removed from that position very easily, which Draco found extremely annoying. All the kids stared blankly at her.
"You know, the author? The author of this STORY?" Chiaki said. They all shook their heads.
"We're in a STORY?" Draco asked in disbelief. Ron was looking everywhere, apparently to see if anyone was reading him. (A/N: Dunno how, though...)
"Okay, what are you doing here, then?" asked Harry. "We're in the middle of Spin the Bottle." Chiaki smiled.
"Yeah, I know, I wrote it, remember?" she said, making everyone look even more confoozled than ever. "Anyway, the reason I came here is to give Draco his dare!" The kids all stared at her. Draco shook his head.
"Oh no, I don't even know you, you can't just give me a dare!" he protested. "So get lost." He finally managed to pry her off his arm, and she stood up.
"Fine, I'll go. It's not my fault you're a chicken," Chiaki said, turning away. Draco jumped up and grabbed her sleeve angrily.
"WHAT did you say?" he asked icily. Chiaki shrugged.
"I said you're a chicken," she repeated. "Now let go, I thought you didn't want me to stay." She turned away with a small smile, knowing what was coming.
"No, wait! Fine, I'll take your stupid dare," Draco muttered. Chiaki smiled.
'Works every time,' she thought to herself. She stood in the middle of the group with a grin on her face.
"I dare Draco to... Wait, drum-roll, please. Right, I dare Draco to..."
Everyone waited for it in a tense silence. Chiaki cleared her throat.
"............ WEAR A SKIRT!!!" she yelled, taking out a pink skirt and everyone started to laugh again. Draco, who looked ready to kill, had turned as pink as the skirt, and stomped over to her threateningly.
"I am NOT wearing that thing!" he shouted angrily. Chiaki stared at him.
"But you said you'd do the dare," she replied. "Besides, it's cotton. I didn't get you a polyester one, I knew you wouldn't like it," she added. Draco, still blushing with anger and embarrassment, snatched the skirt away from her and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like a swearword. Chiaki grinned- she knew the readers would love this part.

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Chiaki: I think I overdid it this time. Made it a bit too long, you know?
Draco: I'll say! All that time wasted with that friggin' skirt when I could've been-
Chiaki: Picking flowers?
Draco: NO! Please don't make me wear a skirt!
Chiaki: Too late, you shoulda bribed me before this chapter.
Draco: Damn it! *Punches the wall*
Chiaki: Hey, you're gonna have to pay for that.
Draco: Forget it. And what do you mean, 'the readers would love this part' ?!
Chiaki: You'll see...