My One And Only

Truth or Dare

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"Come on, Lavender," Harry said playfully.

He had just started a game of Truth or Dare outside. Participating were Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie Macmillan, and Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff and Dean Thomas, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, and Harry who were all from Gryffindor. Harry was trying to get Lavender to kiss him. She wouldn't even look at him. Everyone was laughing and having a great time.

"Oh fine, but no more than like-- I don't know," Lavender giggled.

Harry pulled her forward with his hand on her hip and pressed his lips against hers. Their tongues danced playfully together. His whole body filled with warmth. Finally, it was over. Lavender turned tomato red and Harry laughed.

"Whoa," Ernie said, "so when are you announcing your engagement? What a beautiful couple," Ernie pretended to wipe tears from his eyes as Harry hit him playfully over the head.

"Oh, come on. You are so childish. It was just a dare. I can't believe this, we are 16 and we are STILL playing this childish game," Harry smiled.

"Fine, Harry," Dean laughed, "I don't think you are as "mature" as you say you are. Let's see you do it again. More passionate. More love. I wanna see you outta breath. Come on, man."

"Alrighty then!" Harry laughed, "Come me lady." Harry took Lavender's hand and placed it around his waist. This time, Lavender pulled Harry's head forward and they sunk into the most passionate Truth or Dare Kiss ever. Slowly, their faces warmed as the tickling feeling of their lips together continued. After about a minute, they pulled apart laughing their heads off.

"Ha, I think I am pretty darn mature now, Dean. It's just Truth or Dare."

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Hermione watched in disbelief. The boy, who she was just about to proclaim her love to, had just made out TWICE with another girl. Of course, she had no idea that it was a game. Thinking that Lavender had pretty much become Lavender Potter, Hermione's cheeks started to burn and her eyes watered. Hermione turned around and ran inside the castle.

"Hey, where is Hermione running to?" Hannah said.

"Probably to get another a hundred books, don't you think Harry? All she does is work, she never has time for fun," Ernie said.

"Uh-yeah. Well, that isn't totally true guys," Harry said. His cheeks now burned because of Ernie's insult. 'What if she saw me kissing Lavender' he thought, 'Now she'll think I'm with someone else and she won't like me anymore. Damn!'. Then the other side of his mind said, 'She doesn't like you anyway. So what's the worry?'

"Uh, you guys, I have to go. We should do this again another time. I have to go-uh-work on my Vampire Potion Essay for Snape. See y'all later," Harry said running off to the Gryffindor common room. The wind rushed up against his face as the rest of the crowd tried to get Harry to come back, but he had his mind set. He was going to find Hermione and tell him about his love. The love that he kept inside of him since the day the Halloween day in the 1st year when he saved her from a troll. If he only knew...

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"Hermione, what's wrong? I've been looking all over for you! Are you okay?"

"Ron, I'm fine. I have to go up to my dorm, bye."

"No, stay down here in the common room. Talk to me. You can tell me. I have something important to tell you anyway. Okay, come on Herm, sit down," Ron said , brushing the tears away from her eyes.

"Okay, well, you can go first," Hermione said.

"Well, I have no idea what to say or where to start," Ron Weasley said shakily, "Well, ever since--ever--I think that--ever since we broke up, my life has been incomplete. I know this is really corny, but I think I still love you. The spark has--ignited again for me. I still want to be with you. I know you may not feel the same, but I'm asking you to love me. I'm just so--confused now."

"Oh, Ron. Well, our relationship is over. We have so much fun as friends. If we were to get back together, it might just mess up our relationship. I love you, but only as a friend. I think I love someone else. So, I can't do this. I'm so sorry," Hermione said, starting to cry. Ron brushed the tears from her eyes as his eyes started to water.

"Just think about it, Herm, the only thing that ended our relationship was our talk. I remember that talk like yesterday. We were both bored. Now, we're not. We share things. I want to be able to share with you as your boyfriend. Come on, Herm. We belong together."

"We really do belong together, but I don't know, Ronnie. What if-what if-"

"-What if what? There is nothing stopping us. Why waste our time on wondering about the bad things when we can block those with our love for each other," Ron looked at Hermione. Their eyes were locked. He moved his head closer to hers and, slowly, their lips locked. He rested his hand against her cheek. Hermione pulled away, suddenly.

"I love you, Ronald Weasley," Hermione said. She pulled his face towards hers and their lips locked again for an even longer time. Suddenly, the Fat Lady swung open. There stood-