A/N: Wow, I got a lot of reviews so far! Everyone really liked it. This will be the 'corny' chapter. It is the game after all. There should be a chapter after this if I plan it right. I'm going to leave you with another cliffhanger! Sorry, I'm evil, I know. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You guys are great!!

Disclaimer: Man, this is the fourth chapter!! If you didn't pay attention before and see who I gave credit to, you're insane!

Setting: Ron's living room.

Summary: The characters (see below) play truth or dare (finally) and they decide, much to Ron's discomfort, that they should all take truth potions. That way, it will actually be truthful. Well, I won't tell you what happens but I will say, messed up confessions and confusion ensues!!!

Characters: Ron, Hermione, Harry, George, Fred, Ginny, and (my fav. in this story) Angelina!! Yay!

Pairings: Obviously, R/Hr, H/G, G/no one (sorry), F/A.

Chapter 4

Truth or Dare (for lack of a better title)

Ron and Hermione made their way down the steps and, though Hermione either didn't notice or didn't care, saw everyone staring eagerly at them. Hermione gave them all a weird look, not knowing that they had expected Ron to have gone up and confessed everything to her, and sat down next to Ginny on the couch. Everyone, except Hermione, continued to stare at Ron who blushed and said, "What!?" before sitting as far away from Hermione as he could.

"So, what game do you all need me to play with you?" Hermione asked.

"We wanted you to play truth or dare with us." George said simply, ignoring Hermione's shocked face. She obviously knew what the game involved. She turned to look toward Ron, who still didn't seem to understand why she was looking so horrified.

"We can't play that!" Hermione protested.

"Of course we can, and we will!" Fred told her.

"He means, can you please play with us Hermione? We would really be honored if you could. Besides, if Ginny and Ron don't know how to play after we explain it, you can teach them how." Angelina corrected for her boyfriend.

Hermione sighed but said, "Oh all right but I will not say something to embarrass myself!" Fred and George exchanged evil grins and Hermione shuddered slightly. "Go ahead, tell them how to play and then see if they are still eager to join in." She told the twins bitterly.

"Ron, Ginny, truth or dare is very easy actually. Someone goes first and they choose a person. The person that they chose will either have to answer an embarrassing question, that is truth, or do something ridiculous, that's dare." Angelina explained because the twins didn't look like they could. They were trying very hard not to start laughing when they watched Ron's color change. It went from slightly green, to red, to white in less than two seconds.

"You know," he began casually, "Hermione's right. Now that I think about it, I have a lot of summer work to do and-"

"And a month to do it in so you will not move one inch." George told him in a very un-George-like stern voice. Ron shrank back and became whiter. George smiled and became himself again. "Ok, let's all get in a circle on the floor because that's the easiest way to do it." No one argued, having seen how stern he could act, and they situated themselves on the floor. Ron quickly took a seat across the circle from Hermione so that he wouldn't have to sit near her. Hermione frowned a little and Ron hoped that she didn't think he was mad at her. He didn't like avoiding her but he had to. The terribly annoying feelings that the twins told him about seemed to be getting worse.

Hermione looked a little disappointed at the fact that Ron seemed so happy to be sitting in between Angelina and Harry. Perhaps he liked Angelina! Hermione sighed angrily. She was slowly being driven insane and she could do nothing to stop it. Why would Ron like Angelina? She was three years older ('Fleur was more!!' came the involuntary reminder.) and she was Fred's girlfriend.

"Who would like to go first?" Fred started.

"Wait a second Fred. What about the," The last part of George's exclamation was unheard for it was said in a whisper. A second later Fred had shouted, "Oh yeah!" and rushed out of the room, leaving even Angelina surprised. He came back minutes later with seven small vials. Everyone looked at them suspiciously, except George who seemed to know what they were.

"What are those Fred?" Angelina asked as he put the vials in the center of the circle and sat back in his spot.

"Oh nothing, take them and I'll tell you. There is one for each person." He replied, taking his own and gulping it down in one swallow. He shivered, "Icy stuff that is. Go ahead, it won't bite!" He told everyone, except for George, who was already reaching for his. The others looked at the bottles suspiciously, especially Hermione. She grabbed her vial and looked at it critically. She sat for at least a minute and everyone was waiting for her to drink hers. The other vials had been placed back on the tray that Fred had brought them out on.

She continued to stare at the vial until her eyebrows went up in realization. "This is a truth potion!" She said, glaring at Fred. He looked at her without any expression on his face. She changed her strategy and said in an icy voice, "Fred, is this a truth potion?"

He sighed and replied, "Yes." almost involuntarily.

"I will not take this. I refuse to play if I have to drink a potion!" She looked very angry indeed as she stared at everyone. The others, minus the twins, were looking very uneasy now. "How long does the truth potion last George?" She asked, knowing he would have to reply.

"Two hours." He had the same forced tone that Fred did.

"Two hours?!" Ron seemed to have gotten his voice back. "You can't make me play then. It isn't fair."

"Ron what isn't fair? We all took the potion. We are all on equal ground, except for Hermione." Fred told him, looking at Hermione expectantly. Ron let his eyes drift to Hermione who was holding the vial away from her as if it were poison.

"Please just take it so we can start." He told her, giving her a very worried stare and letting his gaze drop. She couldn't take it! She hated Ron so much sometimes. If he didn't have so much damn power over her she probably would have a much easier life. She couldn't get over that hopeful look in his eyes, hopeful that she would just accept the game and play along.

Hermione groaned, put the glass up to her lips, and closed her eyes. The liquid was like ice, much like the potion she had taken in first year to get back through the flames. She shuddered involuntary and sighed. She looked at everyone else in the circle. "There, now we can start." Fred and George gave her their sly grins again and she groaned, knowing that they had something bad planned.

"I'll go first!" Ginny said eagerly. Ron looked sick and Hermione guessed that he was probably thinking the same thing that she was, 'Please, please don't pick me!!'.

"I choose, Angelina." Ginny said happily.

"Dare." She replied confidently. Ginny groaned, she had been hoping that she would pick truth. She had a great question for her.

She thought for a second and then, grinning madly, said "I dare you to tell me what your favorite thing at the Yule ball was!"

"That isn't fair! That isn't a true dare!" Fred exclaimed, cutting off Angelina, who had started speaking. It was obvious that he knew what she would say. Though she was Fred's girlfriend, she blushed, realizing that she would have to admit what it was to his own sister.

"You be quite Fred. It isn't your turn. Go ahead Angelina." Ginny said, figuring that she knew perfectly well, what Angelina was about to say.

Angelina blushed a bit more before replying in the truth potion's forced tone, "My favorite part of the Yule Ball was when I got kissed goodnight." She ended by sighing and putting her hands over her face to hide her giggles. She had seen Fred to her right, put his hands over his face and change colors. Ron looked sick indeed. He hadn't been so pale in his life. Harry tried to stifle a laugh and Ginny was doubled over laughing. George snorted and patted his brother on the back.

"Ah, too bad it isn't my turn. I know what I'd ask you Freddy!" He joked.

"Oh do be quite." Fred snapped, looking considerably redder than before.

Angelina cleared her throat to stop herself from laughing again and looked around the circle. "Hmm, who should I choose?" She asked, carefully looking at everyone's reaction to this statement. Ron edged, ever so slightly, closer to Harry (who didn't look too worried) and farther away from Angelina. Hermione kept an emotionless face but Angelina could tell she was terrified. Ginny didn't seem to mind the idea of being asked something but she had just had a turn to choose. Fred and George were generally worry-free, and they looked almost too eager to be chosen.

"Ok, I choose Harry." She said finally. Harry's confident smile disappeared but he sat taller, as if he were about to face one of Hagrid's pets in battle. Ginny, who sat next to Harry, covered her mouth quickly so she wouldn't giggle and embarrass him. He did look funny, trying to appear brave. Angelina had noticed too and was biting her lip to keep herself from smiling too much.

"T-truth" His voice betrayed him and he blushed.

Angelina looked carefully at him. She certainly didn't want to embarrass Harry but it was a game and she had to play it like a game. She sighed, hoping Harry wouldn't be too angry with her, and said, "Ok Harry, if you could have taken any girl to the ball who would you have taken?" Harry grew pale and swallowed. Ginny's smile became smaller. She knew who it would have been. Obviously, it was Cho. Ron and Hermione weren't the only ones who had noticed how much attention he gave her.

He swallowed and replied with a name that Only Ginny and Ron seemed to have heard. Both pairs of eyes grew wide and Ginny began to stare at him, blushing to the roots of her hair. Ron didn't seem angry but he definitely looked confused.

"Sorry mate, I don't think they heard you." Ron laughed as Harry went crimson and glared at Ron.

"He won't respond unless he's asked." Hermione smiled, figuring what he must have said. She, after all, was sitting next to Ginny, who was now shifting slightly in her spot.

"Harry can you please repeat what you said?" Angelina asked.

Harry sighed and said in a clearer, yet still forced tone. "Ginny." Hermione laughed lightly, seeing Ginny grow darker out of the corner of her eye. Fred and George gaped at Harry, and Angelina looked pleased with herself.

"I'm sorry Harry." Angelina told him quickly.

"Nah, it's fine." Harry replied, blushing deeper still, and not sounding like it was fine at all. "I choose George."

"Yes!" George replied happily. "Dare!"

Harry grinned happily. "I dare you to eat this." He told George, who's expression became sad. He obviously thought that eating something couldn't be very hard. Harry took a crème out of his pocket. It was wrapped in plastic and George's expression changed immediately. Harry tossed him the desert and George smirked.

"Ah, a man of my own taste. My favorite, Canary Crème!" He unwrapped the package and ate the whole thing in one bite. As soon as he swallowed, the George they knew disappeared and a bright yellow bird took his place. "Good thing I improved them so that you can talk!" George obviously hadn't improved them that much. He sounded like he had inhaled Helium. They could all understand what he was saying but he spoke in a very high 'chirpy' voice. Ginny, now recovered (though not entirely) from Harry's truth, began to giggle loudly at the sight of her older brother.

"What?" He chirped. She looked up at him again but couldn't stay like that for more than a second before she grabbed her stomach and bent over, double up with laughter. The others followed after, leaving George, the bright yellow, feathery bird, to attempt crossing his arms. This, however, did not work because the appendages, which were previously his arms, were now stubby little yellow wings.

He groaned (but it sounded more like a squeak) and said, "Ok, my turn." Hermione began to laugh again, thinking he sounded just like a chipmunk. "I choose Ron." Ron instantly stopped laughing and stared at 'George', a look of panic in his eyes.

Ron weighed his options carefully. George could be mean if he wanted to. If he chose truth, he could ask whom he liked ('which would be really unfair!'), but then, if he did a dare, it might be something terrible like (A/N: like all the other truth or dare fics… 'I dare you to kiss Hermione!!' how childish) dare him to tell everyone his deepest secret, which at the moment, was the fact that he did care about Hermione more than a friend.

"Well? What do you choose? We can't wait all day long." George squeaked again.

Ron sighed, knowing what was coming, and said with a shaking voice, "Truth."

George smiled and got an evil gleam in his eyes, which was anything but comforting. "Describe the five things that come to your mind when you think about Harry, and Hermione."

Ron was definitely going to be sick. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, not wanting to see their reactions if he said something terrible, and began.

"Harry is a great pal, brave, kind, generous, and stubborn." Ron stopped for a second, keeping his eyes shut tightly as he heard Harry snort at the last comment. Ron didn't know that Hermione looked just as nervous as he did. She was on the edge of either breaking down crying or laughing hysterically. She didn't know what she would do if he said something mean now.

"Hermione is," he swallowed heavily and continued in the same forced tone, "annoying," he felt himself go pale and hoped beyond hope that she wasn't listening or paying attention. She was, and she was beginning to feel very bad. "An over achiever, a perfectionist, afraid of making mistakes," He distinctly felt someone push past him and he could bet anything that it was Hermione but didn't dare open his eyes. Instead, he closed them tighter as he let out the last word, "beautiful."

A/N: Muahaha!! *Cough* I know. You are all going to murder me in my sleep but I had to stop it here!! Trust me! I haven't even written the next chapter but I'm assuming that it will be the last one. I really hope you all like this! Gosh, this chapter was the hardest darn thing in the world to write. To make it clear, yes indeed, it was Hermione who pushed past him and nope, she didn't hear him say the last one…how ironic right? Oh well, I'll get the next one out ASAP!! Also, if some of the parts in this are messed up or something, it's because I posted with out reading through it. If it is messed up, please don't flame me for it. I tried to get it out as fast as I could because people were threatening my life if I didn't finish… hehe, that's ok. I'm happy you are enjoying it!! K, c-ya next chapter!