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"Severus, I dare you to sing the rubber ducky song!" Lucius said. Every one looked at him. "What? I've always wanted to hear him sing it!"

Sighing, Severus walked over to the center of the circle. "Rubber ducky, you're the one! You make bath time so much fuuuun!" he sang.

It went on for a few minutes. Severus bowed and walked back to his space. "My Lord, truth or dare?" Severus asked.

"Dare," Voldemort sneered. Severus smirked.

"I dare you to wear hot pink robes for a week!" Severus said, doubled over with laughter along with the rest. Voldemort whipped out his wand. Everyone went silent. 'Good bye world...'

Voldemort pointed it at himself, and his robes went pink. The silence was broken by more laughter. He sat back on his thrown (which no one had noticed was there until this moment), and waited. "Silence! McNair, truth or dare?" Voldemort asked.

"Dare," he said proudly. Voldemort paced around the circle.

"I dare you to go with Severus to do as he did with Lucius."

'NOOOOOOO!!!! LUCIUS WAS BAD ENOUGH!!!' he thought. Severus moaned in agony. 'Haven't they scarred me enough already?'

McNair and Severus left. The bigger of the two was looking quite pleased. Severus, on the other hand, had a sour look on his still-female face. 'I'll just shut my eyes and think about Potions...yes, potions...WHAT THE-!!!!!'

Severus cursed, saying things that wouldn't even be on adult movies. 'Potions...not this...POTIONS! BLOODY POTIONS, IDIOT!!!'

Time seemed to trudge by slowly. Severus could have sworn time had stopped completely at some point. "That's it!" he said, pushing McNair away, "Dare over!"

He made his way back to the Deatheaters. They were all laughing along with Voldemort, which was scary enough to make Severus almost wet himself, but thankfully he held strong.

"Our lord, it is getting quite late. It's around 4 or 5 in the morning. Ours wives and husbands will be waking up and wondering where we are at," Lucius commented.

Voldemort nodded. "You are right, Lucius. You all are dismissed."

They Disapparated. Severus trotted through the trees, cursing. 'Wretched potion dare.'

He raced to the dungeons, and into his office. Albus Dumbledore was in there, waiting for him. Severus slapped his hand against his forehead in irritation.

"Hello." Albus said, "It seems you've had a bit of a mishap, Severus!"

"Yes, yes..." Severus mumbled, sitting at his desk. Albus looked at him expectantly. "Voldemort had us playing truth-or-dare at the meeting, and one of my first dares was to take a potion to turn me into *this*."

"Ah. Do you know the cure?" he asked. Severus shook his head.

"No. Either one of us figures out the cure, or I wait for it to wear off, if it ever does."

Albus sighed. "You are right, of course. Good luck Severus," Albus said, getting up. He walked out, shaking his head.

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Severus is still a girl! But...::sob:: this is the end of Snape's Torture III! The sequel is going to be a special one. I have like, three stories going at one time right now (besides this one), so I am going to do something I've never done before (I think...). I am going to let someone else do the sequel. Sorta like a Fanfiction Challenge thing. If you want to do it, say so in review or something. Doing four fanfics at one time is not my cup of tea...I need to know what your ff.net account name is, the name of the fanficcie(duh!), stuff like that. I'm gonna put up another thing after this chapter naming the numerous sequels.