A/N- "My name is Draco Malfoy. I am, a racist. I despise gingers… and Mudbloods. I hate Gryffindor house. My parents work for the man who killed your parents would you like to be my friend?"

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or the quote above, which is my newest favorite from AVPS. (A Very Potter Sequel) :) The idea of Luna, and her personality excuse, was borrowed/slightly modified from a fic by Twizardck. It's a one-shot, I recommend checking it out. :)

Warning: I haven't posted in awhile, so I posted this without editing more than I usually do. Sorry! I did edit, though. Just not as much.

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Chapter 10- Truth or Dare

Pansy was upset. She could smell something burning from across the island, but she really didn't want to walk. She was wet, but had no towel. She was lonely, but it wasn't like anyone actually wanted to talk to her.

She was picking at a loose thread on her designer blouse when she heard footsteps a couple yards away, but there were trees in the way of the dirt trail.

"Who's there?" she asked shrilly. "Who are you?"

The rustling grew louder, and there were a couple grunts.

Pansy's eyes widened and she grabbed the sandal off her foot. "I'm armed!"

Then the brambles flew open, and a large red thing stumbled before her.

Pansy shrieked, jumped backward, and threw her sandal and the thing's face. "What are you?"

Ron stood up, rubbing a red spot on his face. "Merlin, Parkinson, it's just me- who else is supposed to be here?"

"I don't know- a kidnapper?"

"Don't be stupid," Ron said. "And what are your shoes made out of? That was like cement."

Pansy blushed. "They're charmed to do that."

"Oh, thanks."

"Sorry, sorry… so what do you want?"

"I was sent by the others to come find you."

"You volunteered?"

"No, no one else wanted to come."

Pansy frowned. "You're supposed to say 'yes' and make me feel better."

Ron shrugged. "I'm not that type of person. Get used to it." He turned around and began to walk back to where he came from.

Pansy smiled a little as she walked behind him. "Neither am I," she whispered.

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Cindy frowned at the screen before her. She had gathered some footage from the camera in the clearing where the contestants were cooking a large bird, but she couldn't figure something out. A leaf was covering half of the camera lens, so she could only see a pile of wood. She could also see Ginny's foot. Then, a moment later, a stream of flame appeared and lit the wood on fire. She couldn't figure out where it was coming from.

She pressed a button on her remote, and zoomed in. Then she rewound it. And when she squinted, really, really hard, she could see the very tip of something wooden. With fire coming out of it.

And that was when she realized something.

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"Yes, Jeff, I've figured it out," Tom said into his home phone. "I've done it."

"Well, then, what is it?" Jeff asked.

Tom clicked on the raw footage Jeff had sent him from earlier that morning. "It's simple- they're faking it."

"What- who?"

"The Weasley girl and Draco. It's not real."

Jeff stopped dead in his tracks. "How do you know?"

Tom sneered. "You can't tell? If you watch the footage carefully, you can see a slight look of disgust on both of their faces whenever someone stops watching them. And if they turn around again, both of them out on a lover's face. It's an act, and a rather well-played out one."

"But why? And what do I do?"

"Why? I have no idea. What do you do? Break them up, of course."

"You're sure?"

"Of course I'm- wait," Tom thought for a moment, and then something hit him. "Never mind, scratch that, I get it now! Keep them together, set up some sort of romantic date, and make sure the rest of them see. Or at least two of them. You know what? I'll just email you. Tell you the rest."

"Um… sure. Okay then-"

Click. He had hung up.

"Well, he sure is polite," Jeff whispered. Then he shrugged, and kept walking.

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"I'm bored," announced Hermione.

"Me too," said Ron.

"Me three," said Harry.

"Shut up," said Draco.

Everyone was done eating, and laying on their backs, basking in the mid-afternoon sun.

"Let's play truth or dare," Luna suggested.

Draco snorted. "Is that what you would play in the Gryffindor common room? Truth or dare? Pathetic, that is."

"I'm sure you did much better," Ron said, sitting up. "What did you do, discuss different ways to mutilate first years?"

"That was only on Wednesday nights," said Blaise. "Usually, for those of us who would actually socialize, we would find different ways to rip each other off. Or talk about girls."

Pansy wrinkled her nose. "Those were definitely not PG-rated conversations."

"Harry, truth or dare," Luna interrupted, abruptly changing the conversation in a very Luna-like way.

"Er… truth?"

"Don't lie, okay? I'll be able to tell. So… what do you sleep with at night?"

Harry blushed. "I… um… well, a small stuffed bear."

Ginny gasped.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Oh- nothing, it's… it's nothing."

"Your turn, Harry," Luna said.

"Okay- Parkinson. Truth or dare?"

"Um… dare. I've got a lot to hide."

Harry thought for a moment, then grinned. "Next chance you get on camera, I want you to tell the world that you always have had a crush on a boy named Neville Longbottom."

Pansy gasped. "No."

"You can't!" Luna said. "Magical contract, I cast one when no one was looking."

"Ughh!" Pansy groaned, then narrowed her eyes at Harry. "You die for that one, Potter. Okay… Granger, truth or dare?"

"Um… truth."

"Okay- if you had to rate the four guys in this group, four being the hottest, one being the ugliest, who would you give each number to?"

Hermione's jaw dropped. "That's hard!"

Pansy shrugged. "That's one of my easier ones, and trust me, I've played a lot."

"Well… um, since Harry's my best friend and I've just never seen him like that, I'd have to give him the one. I'd give the two to Dr-" she frowned. "Dr- dra-dr- why can't I say his name?"

Luna smiled slightly. "Charm. You can't lie during the game."

Draco looked both repulsed and a bit flattered. "You don't think I'm uglier than Weasley?"

"You wish," Hermione said under her breath, then rushed her next words. "Fine- Two for Blaise, three for Ron, four for Draco. Luna- truth or dare?"

"Dare." Luna sang.

The others had ignored her, hower, to take a moment to process what Hermione had just admitted. Pansy was looking venomous, Blaise was smiling wide, Ginny was fighting to hide a smile, Harry was looking at Hermione like he had never seen her before, and Ron had fallen off of his seat.

Draco, on the other hand, was taking short gasps of shocked laughter. "Did she… did she just say…"

"Dare," Luna repeated.

Hermione, who was flushing bright red, said: "Pat your head."

Luna did as she was told. "Okay, Draco- truth or dare?"

Draco, who was still gasping, didn't think. "Um, truth."

"Really?" Luna said- even she was surprised. "You really want to tell us something?"

"Wait! No, no, dare!"

"Too late! Let's see, what to have you admit… ah! If there was one thing you regret saying to anyone here in this group, who was it, and what did you say?"

Draco thought carefully. "I… kind of have two."

"Well, say them both."

"I don't want to say one."

"Too bad." Ron laughed at this.

"Fine… well, the first was agreeing to come to this island when Blaise asked me. And the second was… well… it was… insulting Hagrid before Hermione slapped me."

"Really?" Luna said. "Why?"

"One question only, please. I'll leave that up for your personal interpretation. Um… well, Blaise- truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Okay…" Draco said. "I dare you to- to… run screaming, stark naked, to Cindy and Jeff's place tonight."

"What?" Blaise said. "That is so primary school! And- and- completely uncalled for, Luna got to pat her head!"

Draco shrugged. "I'm not Hermione."

"And I'm tired of this game," Blaise said. "Don't we have something better to do?"

"No," Ron said. "Look-" he pointed at the sky. "It's probably around five right now."

There was a moment of silence, due to the lack of conversation material. Everyone went back to laying on their backs, staring at the night sky.

"Hey, Hermione?" Draco said.

"What?"

"You know that packet of paperwork I had Erin sent you two weeks ago? Did you ever finish it?"

Hermione had to turn slightly to face Draco. "Really? Really, Malfoy?"

Draco shrugged. "I have a company to run."

"And it's currently a thousand miles away."

There was another moment of silence. Then- "Hey Hermione."

"What, Malfoy?"

"So you think I'm the best looking out of all of us here?"

"It's not like I have much of a choice."

"Hey!" Ron said, but both of them ignored him.

"You dated Weasley… so shouldn't you have chosen him?"

"There's a reason we're broken up."

"I think you're jealous of Ginny."

"Why would I be?"

"Because she's dating me and you think I'm hot."

"I am not jealous of Ginny."

"You're an excellent liar, but not quite good enough."

"Bu- wha- why is no one helping me here?" Hermione said, looking at the others. All of them had sat up slightly, and were watching the two of them with amused expressions.

"Well… I suppose we should probably go to our shelters now," Luna said. "Although Cindy didn't tell us where to go, so I suppose we should just…"

"Well, since there's no use running around trying to gather all of our things and move them, we should all just sleep in one place tonight," Harry said.

"I reckon there's enough space in the cave for all of us," said Ron.

Ginny got up. "Alright, let's go then."

The others lifted themselves from the ground and Blaise took the lead, walking into the bushes. As Harry left, he felt a hand on his shoulder- Ginny.

"Wait, walk back here with me," she said.

Harry shrugged. "Okay." The two of them were in the back of the line.

"So… you said you still sleep with that bear."

Harry flushed red. "Yeah… yeah, I do."

"You won that for me on our first Muggle date. And I gave it back," Ginny said. She was smiling slightly, happy that Harry still cared that much.

"I know- so what?"

Ginny immediately drew back slightly. "I just…"

"What do you care, Ginny, you have Draco. Why aren't you walking over with him anyway?"

"I-"

"Save it, Ginny, I don't get why you care."

Ginny was about to get very angry, but then realized something. "You're jealous of Draco, aren't you? You're mad at him."

Harry squinted. "Mad at Malfoy? It's not him I'm upset at, it's you." And with those words, he stormed ahead and began walking in the front.

Ginny watched him with hurt eyes. That was not how it was supposed to go. She kept her head ducked and kept trailing in the back. A moment later, she felt someone next to her.

"Hey, Ginny." It was Blaise.

She looked up. "Hi."

"What happened with Harry?"

"He's upset about Draco."

"It's that how our plan was supposed to go?"

"Yeah, but he was supposed to be mad at Malfoy, not me."

"Oh…"

They walked side-by-side in silence, Ginny looking at the ground, Blaise looking at her every once at awhile. He could understand why she had a new boyfriend every other month at Hogwarts, she was quite pretty.

"If you want, we can end it now," Blaise offered.

"End what?"

"The 'relationship'."

Ginny sighed. "It doesn't make a difference. Harry didn't seem to care much when we got together anyway, he was mostly silent. And I'm sick of everyone thinking we were dating, and I suppose they're going to stop buying it soon, we aren't even acting like it."

"True, true… I'll talk to him about it, okay?" Blaise said.

Ginny looked at him and smiled. "Thanks."

Blaise walked up to Draco and pulled him to the side. "Hey, Ginny's ready to give up on the two of you, are you okay with that? Has Pansy given up?"

Draco smirked, and gave a small nod to his left. Pansy and Ron were having what looked like a very awkward conversation.

"That's… really nice, and extremely creepy at the same time," Blaise said. "So you guys can end it then? That has got to be a record for the shortest relationship ever- and Pansy didn't even get mad about it. Well, I'll let you two work out how to do that, and you might as well get it on camera, okay?"

"Okay."

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Forty-five minutes later, all eight of them were in the cave, and six of them were fast asleep. Luna was pressed next to Blaise, who was shifting in his jacket-bed.

"Blaise? You're awake."

"Yup," Blaise turned over, facing her. "I am."

"I can't fall asleep."

"Why not?"

"…I often can't fall asleep."

"D'you… d'you want to talk about it?"

Luna took a deep breath. "I've never really told anyone about it before."

"Well, you don't have to if you-"

"But I think it's about time I did."

"Well… go right ahead."

Luna nodded, her sweater crinkling below her head. "My mum died when I was really young, in a potions accident."

"Really?" Blaise said.

"Yes, I was there too. It was all very scarring, it was, lots of blood. Screaming, poofs of smoke and fire. I was crying a lot."

"That's awful."

"It was. Afterward, I didn't speak for three weeks and four days. And when I began talking again, I was different. People said my voice became softer, and my walk more flighty. I was more whimsical and paid much more attention to my surroundings. But that wasn't really who Luna was, it was just a Luna who had experienced something so scarring, so scary…"

"I… I'm sorry, Luna."

"It's quite alright, you think I'd be over it, how many years later now." Luna let out a little dry laugh. "But I'm not. And honestly, I've kept the act up for so long, that it's my personality now. It used to be a cover I made up to hide under, but now… now it's me."

Blaise was searching her face in the dark, she was so serious. It was such a different Luna. "That's perfectly fine, though. Everyone may call you Loony, and crazy, but that's fine, that's just you, right?"

"Right… Sometimes I wished I hadn't become like this, but I just feel more free now. Like I can do whatever I please, and people dismiss it as 'Just Luna being Luna'." She said.

Blaise nodded. "Feel better?"

"I kind of do. Thanks."

"Sure thing."

"But I'd fall asleep soon, some magical bats come out at midnight, and they prey on the awake."

Blaise turned around to face the wall and grinned. There was Luna. "Okay then- Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

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A/N- WOOOOO! That was the longest time it has probably ever taken me to write a chapter. And although you may not have seen it, this chapter had a TON of plot advancement… but only I know what it's all for. :)

Okay, so updates will be REALLY slow now, because I have loads of homework now. Sorry, deal with it, but in another month or so I'll have a couple weeks off, so I'll write lots of chapters and release one every once and awhile so they're more regular.

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Since there are slow updates, go check out my newest one-shots, and another is coming soon. The newest installment of "I Have No Idea" is posted on potatofanaticwriter3's profile. It's short, but I'm writing the next one and it's a Dramione. :) Yay.

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