Disclaimer - as u already know, I don't own Harry Potter and nothing can
ever change that. DANG!!!
Thanx everyone for the reviews. Do you have any ideas of what can happen in the story now? Ideas are much appreciated. *~*
Hazy figures were slowly swimming into view. One had red hair, a shit load of freckles, and beautiful brown eyes. Another had raven black hair and vibrant green eyes. And the other.
* What had happened? Why were they so concerned, nothing alarming had happened. No, wait. Something very alarming had happened. * As Hermione slowly regained consciousness, her three best friends began talking quietly about what happened.
*~*
Ron had no idea why Hermione had fainted. or at least he hoped the reason he had wasn't it. What if Hermione didn't feel the same way about him? What would happen to their friendship? Did she faint because she didn't know what to say and pretended? Or was it really that much of a shock to her.
Ron hoped for the later of the two options. If it had only shocked her maybe, just maybe she felt the same way about him. * She could never like me, could she? She'll probably say that she just wants to be my friend. I should have never kept my dare. *
(Flashback)
They had been staying up late in their dorm, waiting for sunrise. None of them could fall asleep because of the big game against Slytherin the next day. So Harry decided to introduce them to a new game, since Exploding Snap, Chess, and all of the other games they usually played were all warn out and boring.
This game was called Truth or Dare.
It was actually pretty fun. Harry and Ron learned many new things about Neville, Seamus, and Dean than they had ever expected to learn, or had ever wanted to learn. And visa versa.
Then the game took a nasty turn.
Dean was the questioner and Ron the answerer.
"Truth or Dare?" challenged Dean.
"Dare." Replied Ron with all the conviction he could muster.
"This'll be good. I dare you, tomorrow night, in front of the entire common room (dramatic pause) To tell Hermione that you like her."
"No way in hell! And how do you know I like Hermione? I've never told anyone!"
"Oh, come on Ron! Everyone except, maybe, Hermione knows that you like her."
"Yeah Ron. Yeah. Uuuhuu." Replied the other boys.
"Does everyone really know?" asked a now very red Ron.
"Pretty much." Answered Dean.
"Well then I don't see why I have to tell her, especially in front of everyone. I mean-that's just plain cruelty. I'd be making a fool of myself. Especially if she said she didn't like me back." Sputtered a terrified Ron.
"You know the rules Ron," threatened Harry. "If you don't do the dare appointed to you, you'll just have to do something harder."
"Like what?" Retorted Ron. "Kiss her?"
"Actually, that's not a bad idea Ron, thanks." Said Dean. "If you don't tell her you have to kiss her on the lips."
*~* (Flashback but closer to present).
Ron had remembered this last part of the dare, and had no intention of letting it have to happen. But when he went up to her room, she just looked so sad, and it was his fault. He wanted to make it better, and he hadn't really done the dare. He hadn't told her in front of the entire common room.
Did he really have to kiss her? He wanted to kiss her. But did she want him to kiss her?
At that moment Ron didn't really care. In less than a minute, he had kissed her and she had fainted. What was he supposed to tell everyone? Did she like him back?
(End of Flashback)
Thanx everyone for the reviews. Do you have any ideas of what can happen in the story now? Ideas are much appreciated. *~*
Hazy figures were slowly swimming into view. One had red hair, a shit load of freckles, and beautiful brown eyes. Another had raven black hair and vibrant green eyes. And the other.
* What had happened? Why were they so concerned, nothing alarming had happened. No, wait. Something very alarming had happened. * As Hermione slowly regained consciousness, her three best friends began talking quietly about what happened.
*~*
Ron had no idea why Hermione had fainted. or at least he hoped the reason he had wasn't it. What if Hermione didn't feel the same way about him? What would happen to their friendship? Did she faint because she didn't know what to say and pretended? Or was it really that much of a shock to her.
Ron hoped for the later of the two options. If it had only shocked her maybe, just maybe she felt the same way about him. * She could never like me, could she? She'll probably say that she just wants to be my friend. I should have never kept my dare. *
(Flashback)
They had been staying up late in their dorm, waiting for sunrise. None of them could fall asleep because of the big game against Slytherin the next day. So Harry decided to introduce them to a new game, since Exploding Snap, Chess, and all of the other games they usually played were all warn out and boring.
This game was called Truth or Dare.
It was actually pretty fun. Harry and Ron learned many new things about Neville, Seamus, and Dean than they had ever expected to learn, or had ever wanted to learn. And visa versa.
Then the game took a nasty turn.
Dean was the questioner and Ron the answerer.
"Truth or Dare?" challenged Dean.
"Dare." Replied Ron with all the conviction he could muster.
"This'll be good. I dare you, tomorrow night, in front of the entire common room (dramatic pause) To tell Hermione that you like her."
"No way in hell! And how do you know I like Hermione? I've never told anyone!"
"Oh, come on Ron! Everyone except, maybe, Hermione knows that you like her."
"Yeah Ron. Yeah. Uuuhuu." Replied the other boys.
"Does everyone really know?" asked a now very red Ron.
"Pretty much." Answered Dean.
"Well then I don't see why I have to tell her, especially in front of everyone. I mean-that's just plain cruelty. I'd be making a fool of myself. Especially if she said she didn't like me back." Sputtered a terrified Ron.
"You know the rules Ron," threatened Harry. "If you don't do the dare appointed to you, you'll just have to do something harder."
"Like what?" Retorted Ron. "Kiss her?"
"Actually, that's not a bad idea Ron, thanks." Said Dean. "If you don't tell her you have to kiss her on the lips."
*~* (Flashback but closer to present).
Ron had remembered this last part of the dare, and had no intention of letting it have to happen. But when he went up to her room, she just looked so sad, and it was his fault. He wanted to make it better, and he hadn't really done the dare. He hadn't told her in front of the entire common room.
Did he really have to kiss her? He wanted to kiss her. But did she want him to kiss her?
At that moment Ron didn't really care. In less than a minute, he had kissed her and she had fainted. What was he supposed to tell everyone? Did she like him back?
(End of Flashback)