~ TRUTH OR DARE AT LUNCH ~
"What's that you have there?" Harry looked with interest at Lavender's lunch, spread out neatly before her.
"Les escargots." Lavender responded, then glanced at Harry's lunch. "Ooh, is that butter beer, Harry?"
"Yup. I'll give you a sip if you give me one of those escargots." Harry said.
"Deal." Lavender took a sip from Harry's bottle as he took one of her snails. Lavender loved butter beer, it was her favorite thing about Hogsmeade, asides from Honey Dukes. "How'd you get this? You weren't in Hogsmeade this morning, were you?" Lavender asked suspiciously as she handed Harry's bottle back to him. If Harry had somehow managed to get to Hogsmeade this morning, it would be terribly unfair.
"Er…no." Harry said in a manner that made Lavender positive he had indeed somehow gotten into Hogsmeade this morning. "This was ah…saved from last week." Harry looked nervous, so Lavender didn't press farther.
"Butter beer…snails…don't know how this lunch could get more interesting." Malfoy had got up and made his way to Harry and Lavender's table. He began to reach out his hand for one of Lavender's escargots, but she pointed her fork at him.
"Don't put your filthy hand on my lunch."
"All right…prefer butter beer to snails anyhow…" Malfoy eyed Harry's bottle of butter beer
"Don't even think about it, Malfoy." Harry said, as he took a large gulp of the drink.
"Wouldn't want it now that you've slobbered all over it, Potter." Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Let's see if Macmillan's lunch can rival yours." Malfoy sauntered to where Ernie was sitting with a paper bag in front of him. He didn't say anything as Malfoy began to pry through the bag, taking out all the items. "Let's see…a ham sandwich, hot chocolate in a thermos, and an apple. How nutritional, Macmillan. Did mummy send it all the way from Wales?"
"N-no. A-actually, it was my grandmother." Ernie answered. "S-she found out I-I had detention, a-and sent it."
"Good lord Macmillan," Malfoy took a bite out of Ernie's apple. "I wasn't being serious."
"Oh." Ernie began to unwrap his sandwich.
"All of you positively bore me." Malfoy suddenly said in a loud voice. He shook his head at everyone. "Except you…" Malfoy pointed at Daisy, now sucking on something that looked very much like vampire lollipops from Honeydukes. "You're a freak of nature, which makes you more interesting than these people here."
"This is detention Malfoy; we're SUPPOSED to be bored." Lavender pointed out.
"Well, I still say we ought to do pass our eight hours here doing SOMETHING." Malfoy rubbed his hands together. "I have an idea…if the rest of you are up for it…"
"What's the idea?" Harry asked.
"Truth or dare." Malfoy grinned devilishly.
"O-okay." Ernie stuttered. Daisy gave a snort that sounded unmistakably like consent.
"What about you two?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows at them.
"All right, we'll do it." Harry nodded.
"C'mon, let's push two desks together then, to form a place where we can all sit." Malfoy began moving aside chairs. Harry stood up to join him; Lavender, who had no desire whatsoever to play truth or dare with Malfoy, couldn't help but give him a good kick in the shins.
"Look, don't you figure it's better to play truth or dare with Malfoy than be bored to death?" Harry apologized. Lavender didn't answer, but shot him an unhappy look.
"Here are the rules," Malfoy said once the five of them were sitting around two tables pushed together. "You must choose either truth or dare, and you must answer correctly or do whatever the other person dares you…unless you're willing to pay them ten galleons." Malfoy took out his wand and placed it in the center of the table. "Truthius…keeps you from answering a truth question dishonestly."
"Who goes first?" Harry asked. As if answering his question, the wand began to spin on its middle. It came to a stop on Malfoy. He grinned. Lavender crossed her fingers under the table that Malfoy wouldn't call on her.
"Potter," Malfoy said with a grin. "Truth or dare."
"Truth." Harry said without a moment's hesitation. 'Good choice,' Lavender applauded silently. Who knew what kind of crazy dare Malfoy would come up with?
"All right, what is it exactly between you and that muggle-loving Weasley girl?"
"What?"
"He means Ginny." Lavender rolled her eyes. Honestly, boys could be so thick. It was quite obvious to all the female Gryffindors that Ginny was smitten with Harry. But, from the looks of it, it didn't seem as if Harry had a single clue.
"Oh…"
"So what's the answer?"
"There's nothing!" Harry's eyes were wide. "Nothing has ever occurred between us."
"Nothing at all?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows as his wand began a quiet buzz.
"All right, all right, we kissed once. But that's it."
"You did! Ginny never told any of us!" Lavender squealed. "When?"
"I'm not answering, and I'm glad Ginny kept her mouth shut." Harry crossed his arms across his chest.
"Harry! You have to! It's your duty!" Lavender crowed. She couldn't think of why it would be Harry's duty to tell her, but it sounded like something good to say.
"It's my turn now." Harry ignored Lavender. "Ernie, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
It was obvious that Harry was a novice at the game. After a few minutes of thinking, Harry shrugged, "Go lick that wall." Ernie stood up, licked the wall, and sat down. Quite an uneventful dare. Then, Ernie gave Daisy a stupid question. And Daisy wouldn't speak anymore, except to grunt at Malfoy.
"S'pose it's my turn again." Malfoy shrugged, and his eyes met Lavender's. Heart sinking, Lavender knew he'd call on her and ask her a difficult question. "Brown, how many times has Finnigan gotten into your britches?"
"That's personal!"
"You heard the rules, and you better be honest." Malfoy's eyes narrowed as he patted his wand.
"All right," Lavender sighed. "No. He has never."
At this everyone stared at Malfoy's wand, as if expecting it to spin. Lavender felt herself turn red with both embarrassment and resentment. Did people really think so little of her and her expectations? Clearly, yes, as looks of extreme shock were on everyone's face, with the exception of Malfoy. Lavender glared at Harry, she would've thought he'd be the one, as a fellow Gryffindor, to know that she wouldn't do such a thing. But Harry only stared back at her with a look of utter surprise on his face. Lavender cleared her throat. "Let's continue, shall we? Daisy, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Daisy muttered.
At this Malfoy let out a loud guffaw. Lavender rolled her eyes, "What now?"
"You people have no spirit. No one's ever done a dare yet!"
"I have." Ernie said objectively. "R-remember the window?"
"That was nothing," Malfoy said with a wave of his hand. "We need a real dare."
"
And I suppose you think you should be the one to carry it out?" Harry said dryly. Malfoy nodded.
"Fine then, Malfoy, truth or dare?" Lavender sighed.
"Dare."
"Er…" Lavender was at a loss for words. Normally, she excelled at this game. But now her mind was in such a state of fury that she couldn't think clearly. "I…"
"Don't tell me you can't come up with anything, either!" Malfoy threw his hands up in the air.
Suddenly, Lavender had an idea. "I dare you to sneak out of this dungeon right now and nick us some chocolate pudding from the kitchens." For a moment, there was silence in the chamber. Malfoy's face was frozen in a second of alarm. Then, Harry began laughing, and Malfoy's face hardened.
"All right then," Malfoy stood up, and walked off. He slowly opened the door, and crept out, shutting it silently behind him. Lavender felt her jaw drop. She couldn't believe that Malfoy was actually doing the dare! Everyone knew it was suicide to sneak away from detention. Lavender smacked Harry's arm.
"He's actually going, you idiot!" Lavender hissed.
"What did I do?"
"You provoked him!"
"G-guys, w-we can't let Draco face this alone." Ernie said quietly. "I-I don't know a-about you, but I-I'm going w-with him." Then, Ernie walked swiftly out of the detention room. With a grunt, Daisy followed him with her shuffle.
Lavender and Harry stared at each other. "Let's go." Lavender stood up.
Harry slowly got up. "The things I do because of peer pressure." He grumbled as Lavender pulled open the door.
"What's that you have there?" Harry looked with interest at Lavender's lunch, spread out neatly before her.
"Les escargots." Lavender responded, then glanced at Harry's lunch. "Ooh, is that butter beer, Harry?"
"Yup. I'll give you a sip if you give me one of those escargots." Harry said.
"Deal." Lavender took a sip from Harry's bottle as he took one of her snails. Lavender loved butter beer, it was her favorite thing about Hogsmeade, asides from Honey Dukes. "How'd you get this? You weren't in Hogsmeade this morning, were you?" Lavender asked suspiciously as she handed Harry's bottle back to him. If Harry had somehow managed to get to Hogsmeade this morning, it would be terribly unfair.
"Er…no." Harry said in a manner that made Lavender positive he had indeed somehow gotten into Hogsmeade this morning. "This was ah…saved from last week." Harry looked nervous, so Lavender didn't press farther.
"Butter beer…snails…don't know how this lunch could get more interesting." Malfoy had got up and made his way to Harry and Lavender's table. He began to reach out his hand for one of Lavender's escargots, but she pointed her fork at him.
"Don't put your filthy hand on my lunch."
"All right…prefer butter beer to snails anyhow…" Malfoy eyed Harry's bottle of butter beer
"Don't even think about it, Malfoy." Harry said, as he took a large gulp of the drink.
"Wouldn't want it now that you've slobbered all over it, Potter." Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Let's see if Macmillan's lunch can rival yours." Malfoy sauntered to where Ernie was sitting with a paper bag in front of him. He didn't say anything as Malfoy began to pry through the bag, taking out all the items. "Let's see…a ham sandwich, hot chocolate in a thermos, and an apple. How nutritional, Macmillan. Did mummy send it all the way from Wales?"
"N-no. A-actually, it was my grandmother." Ernie answered. "S-she found out I-I had detention, a-and sent it."
"Good lord Macmillan," Malfoy took a bite out of Ernie's apple. "I wasn't being serious."
"Oh." Ernie began to unwrap his sandwich.
"All of you positively bore me." Malfoy suddenly said in a loud voice. He shook his head at everyone. "Except you…" Malfoy pointed at Daisy, now sucking on something that looked very much like vampire lollipops from Honeydukes. "You're a freak of nature, which makes you more interesting than these people here."
"This is detention Malfoy; we're SUPPOSED to be bored." Lavender pointed out.
"Well, I still say we ought to do pass our eight hours here doing SOMETHING." Malfoy rubbed his hands together. "I have an idea…if the rest of you are up for it…"
"What's the idea?" Harry asked.
"Truth or dare." Malfoy grinned devilishly.
"O-okay." Ernie stuttered. Daisy gave a snort that sounded unmistakably like consent.
"What about you two?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows at them.
"All right, we'll do it." Harry nodded.
"C'mon, let's push two desks together then, to form a place where we can all sit." Malfoy began moving aside chairs. Harry stood up to join him; Lavender, who had no desire whatsoever to play truth or dare with Malfoy, couldn't help but give him a good kick in the shins.
"Look, don't you figure it's better to play truth or dare with Malfoy than be bored to death?" Harry apologized. Lavender didn't answer, but shot him an unhappy look.
"Here are the rules," Malfoy said once the five of them were sitting around two tables pushed together. "You must choose either truth or dare, and you must answer correctly or do whatever the other person dares you…unless you're willing to pay them ten galleons." Malfoy took out his wand and placed it in the center of the table. "Truthius…keeps you from answering a truth question dishonestly."
"Who goes first?" Harry asked. As if answering his question, the wand began to spin on its middle. It came to a stop on Malfoy. He grinned. Lavender crossed her fingers under the table that Malfoy wouldn't call on her.
"Potter," Malfoy said with a grin. "Truth or dare."
"Truth." Harry said without a moment's hesitation. 'Good choice,' Lavender applauded silently. Who knew what kind of crazy dare Malfoy would come up with?
"All right, what is it exactly between you and that muggle-loving Weasley girl?"
"What?"
"He means Ginny." Lavender rolled her eyes. Honestly, boys could be so thick. It was quite obvious to all the female Gryffindors that Ginny was smitten with Harry. But, from the looks of it, it didn't seem as if Harry had a single clue.
"Oh…"
"So what's the answer?"
"There's nothing!" Harry's eyes were wide. "Nothing has ever occurred between us."
"Nothing at all?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows as his wand began a quiet buzz.
"All right, all right, we kissed once. But that's it."
"You did! Ginny never told any of us!" Lavender squealed. "When?"
"I'm not answering, and I'm glad Ginny kept her mouth shut." Harry crossed his arms across his chest.
"Harry! You have to! It's your duty!" Lavender crowed. She couldn't think of why it would be Harry's duty to tell her, but it sounded like something good to say.
"It's my turn now." Harry ignored Lavender. "Ernie, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
It was obvious that Harry was a novice at the game. After a few minutes of thinking, Harry shrugged, "Go lick that wall." Ernie stood up, licked the wall, and sat down. Quite an uneventful dare. Then, Ernie gave Daisy a stupid question. And Daisy wouldn't speak anymore, except to grunt at Malfoy.
"S'pose it's my turn again." Malfoy shrugged, and his eyes met Lavender's. Heart sinking, Lavender knew he'd call on her and ask her a difficult question. "Brown, how many times has Finnigan gotten into your britches?"
"That's personal!"
"You heard the rules, and you better be honest." Malfoy's eyes narrowed as he patted his wand.
"All right," Lavender sighed. "No. He has never."
At this everyone stared at Malfoy's wand, as if expecting it to spin. Lavender felt herself turn red with both embarrassment and resentment. Did people really think so little of her and her expectations? Clearly, yes, as looks of extreme shock were on everyone's face, with the exception of Malfoy. Lavender glared at Harry, she would've thought he'd be the one, as a fellow Gryffindor, to know that she wouldn't do such a thing. But Harry only stared back at her with a look of utter surprise on his face. Lavender cleared her throat. "Let's continue, shall we? Daisy, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Daisy muttered.
At this Malfoy let out a loud guffaw. Lavender rolled her eyes, "What now?"
"You people have no spirit. No one's ever done a dare yet!"
"I have." Ernie said objectively. "R-remember the window?"
"That was nothing," Malfoy said with a wave of his hand. "We need a real dare."
"
And I suppose you think you should be the one to carry it out?" Harry said dryly. Malfoy nodded.
"Fine then, Malfoy, truth or dare?" Lavender sighed.
"Dare."
"Er…" Lavender was at a loss for words. Normally, she excelled at this game. But now her mind was in such a state of fury that she couldn't think clearly. "I…"
"Don't tell me you can't come up with anything, either!" Malfoy threw his hands up in the air.
Suddenly, Lavender had an idea. "I dare you to sneak out of this dungeon right now and nick us some chocolate pudding from the kitchens." For a moment, there was silence in the chamber. Malfoy's face was frozen in a second of alarm. Then, Harry began laughing, and Malfoy's face hardened.
"All right then," Malfoy stood up, and walked off. He slowly opened the door, and crept out, shutting it silently behind him. Lavender felt her jaw drop. She couldn't believe that Malfoy was actually doing the dare! Everyone knew it was suicide to sneak away from detention. Lavender smacked Harry's arm.
"He's actually going, you idiot!" Lavender hissed.
"What did I do?"
"You provoked him!"
"G-guys, w-we can't let Draco face this alone." Ernie said quietly. "I-I don't know a-about you, but I-I'm going w-with him." Then, Ernie walked swiftly out of the detention room. With a grunt, Daisy followed him with her shuffle.
Lavender and Harry stared at each other. "Let's go." Lavender stood up.
Harry slowly got up. "The things I do because of peer pressure." He grumbled as Lavender pulled open the door.