Time Gone and Time Retrieved

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It was him who always gave his shoulder for her to cry on whenever she remembered her parens and suffred frmo homesickness. It was him who made sure that she was never affected by the school house's rivalry. It was him who stayed up with her late into the nights and finished assignments weeks before the due date however tired he was.

It was him that was her pillar in bad times. But it was her who never noticed.


Chapter 7: Truth or Dare? Part 1

The first 4 days were normal, but on the fifth day, Hermione finally realized the toll the lying and time travel was taking on her.

"Move," she said, pushing Draco to the side, towards Anabelle Huntington (who had given Hermione a big hug and had eyed Draco upon meeting them), and sitting in the now clear space of the green sofa. Abraxas was sitting in an armchair to the side and Carlo was sitting on the floor around the center table along with his twin. Alyssa Parkinson (she had only mantained a polite smile for Carlo's sake when she and Hermione finally met; And because she wanted to get to know Draco), and Alphard and Orian Black (Alphard was kind to her, and welcoming Draco, whereas Orion barely acknowledged them) were also on the floor. They were all in the Hermione's (and Tom's) common room, who had decided that a frend's reunion was in order; Tom had left before anyone had arrived, saying he had something to do.

"So," Abraxas said, "What was this -dare I call it so- party for?"

"Oh come on," she said, "The last time I had seen anyone was a month before first year ended, over five years ago! It's not forbidden that we talk; AND, today is Saturday, which means we can stay up as late as we want."

"And how are we supposed to leave at 2 in the morning?" Carlo asked, resting his head on Hermione's knee, "I doubt that the Head Girl would allow us to walk through the halls after curfew."

"I wouldn't," she replyed, pushing his head off her leg, "You can stay here for the night; there's plenty of room."

"We're going to need snacks," Alphard pointed out.

"You can go get them then," Anabelle said, "All the guys can! Go on, field trip for you!" And so the guys were pushed out, having food orders yelled behind them by the girls.

"And get your pyjamas too!" Hemrione yelled after them.

Once they had left, the four girls, Hermione, Annabelle, Carla, and Alyssa, fell into an awkward silence.

After a moment, "Still mad at me, Al?" Alyssa looked at Hermione in surprise, wondering how the girl still remembered.

It was impossible to stay mad at Hermione though, espicially for a grude of 5 years and counting, and that too, it was only about a guy.

Failing at keeping a straight face, Alyssa said, "No." And the two hugged.

"Finally! You two made up!" Carla exclaimed, making the other 3 laugh; Anabelle and Carla joined in on the hug.

~-0-~

By the time the boys had come back, Hermione and the rest had pushed the sofa and the armchairs to the side, keeping the center table where it was, and instead filled the space with blankets and pillows (those were actually books from the shelves that had a 18-hour transfiguration charm on them, unless taken off early). They had also changed into the pyjamas that Hermione lent to them.

"Here," Draco said, setting down the armful of food on the center tabl,e and the guys followed his example, "I hope that this is enough."

"Plenty."

"Now, where do we change?" Orion asked.

"We're all friends here," Hermione said, waving it away, a smile creeping onto her lips as the other girls giggled.

Abraxas' face paled immensly. "W-what? Here?"

"Are you wearing underwear?"

"...Yes..." Beofre he had even taken a step toward the bathroom, Hermione locked it using her wand.

"You should be fine!" Of course, Draco came up with a solution; He manged to somehow cause blindfold's to appear on the girl's faces and refused to take them off till the guys had all changed into the sleepwear.

"You are a horrible, horrible person," Anabelle said to Draco as he sat down on Abraxas' left.

"And you are a wonderfully kind girl," he said, "But saying it doesn't make it true."

He ducked to dodge the pillow thorwn at him.

"Anyway," Hermione cut in, "Let's play Truth or Dare? and Alyssa, you can choose who to dare or who to ask an embaressing question."

Alyssa paused for a moment before pointing to Draco, "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," he replied, not hesitating at all. An evil smirk covered her face, as she finally thought of a question.


Author's Note: Okay, so I know this is a horrible, terrible ending, but I realzied I finally have to change the rating of this fanfic. IT IS NOW M-RATED. I realized about 40 words before this ending that the Truth or Dare game might hold some sexual stuff. (I'll just tell you the question that Alyssa was going to ask to demonstrate, "What's your weirdest sexual scenario?" This was a question at my friends party where we played truth or dare, and this fic immediatly popped into head when I heard it)

I really hope that I don't lose any readers because of this :( All exlicit scenes will be cut and instead put on harrypotterfanfiction, where I have yet to post anything ;)

Anyway, this whole thing was wrtten in one sitting (without doing homework) so I hope that there'll be at least 10 reviews to make up for my horrible grade on my math homework :D ?

So yes, Till next chapter (I'll change the rating RIGHT BEFORE I post the next chapter so that I have the maximum number of readers who find this fic)

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