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Dumbledore admired his horrific makeover in the mirror with an amused smile on his face. "Must I keep this on until the end of the game?"

Ron nodded, remembering what the card had said.

"Looks as though it's my turn," Dumbledore mused. "Severus, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," Snape said hurriedly. Dumbledore picked up a card. Snape inwardly decided to go with dares every turn for fear that a truth would reveal some dark secret. He didn't care how embarrassing the dares would be. He could always obliviate Weasley.

"Call your crush and anonymously tell them you like them," Dumbledore said, puzzled.

Ron burst out laughing. Snape, calling up his "crush" on a Muggle telephone?

"Ahem… Er… What?" Snape asked.

"Yes, I am afraid I don't know what this means, either," Dumbledore mumbled. Ron was silently laughing to himself. Voldemort set his eyes on Ron, and although the look was not menacing at all, just the fact that his eyes were set on Ron was enough to make him stop laughing. Forever.

Dumbledore picked up another Dare card. "Receive a wedgie from the person on your right."

Snape's eyes bugged out. "A wedgie, sir?"

"Do you know of these 'wedgies'?" Dumbledore asked.

Snape thought for a moment. He could say no, but the next dare could be worse. And yes, he did know what a wedgie was, but he wasn't looking forward to receiving one from Lord Voldemort, although he could probably say that he was the only person that would ever be able to admit to being given a wedgie by the darkest wizard of all time.

"Yes, sir," he said.

"Ahem, since I am on your right, I must know what a wedgie is, too…" Voldemort said.

"Well, you reach into someone's pants and pull their underwear over their head," said Ron with a laugh. There was no way Snape was going to get out of this game un-humiliated, and Ron wanted to see it. It was time for sweet revenge.

Snape glared at Ron. Voldemort had a rather disgusted look on his noseless face.

"That seems a little… barbaric," he said.

"Ah, but you must do it! Remember, this is a bonding activity," Dumbledore said. "Stand up, Severus."

Snape stood up, as did Voldemort.

Ron wished everyone could see this. He smirked in amusement as he watched Lord Voldemort, of all people, disgustedly reach into Snape's pants for his underwear. He used only the tips of his first finger and his thumb to pull up Snape's underwear. He then clenched both of his fists around the waistband and pulled them upward with all his might. And they indeed went over Snape's head.

The expression on Snape's face was priceless. He looked as if he had been sucking on sour lemons until Voldemort had yanked on his underwear, then he let out a shriek similar to that of a little girl.

Ron and Dumbledore both doubled over in laughter. Ron's face turned a bright, scarlet red, but his face was pale in comparison to Snape. Snape's face was the color of a tomato, with an expression to match. He and Voldemort awkwardly sat down as Snape picked the wedgie.

Yes, he would definitely be obliviating Weasley, he thought as his underpants slowly retained their initial position.

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