"You what!' squealed Ginny. Hermione motioned for Ginny to keep it down. It wasn't likely but McGonagall could make a round around the girls' dormitaries.
"I don't know what came over me!" said Hermione, in an excited whisper. Ginny squealed again and kicked her feet. Hermione couldn't help grabbing one of her silk pillows and digging her fingernails into it. She had never been a squealing sort of girl so this was new to her. Ginny, on the other hand, was always a squealing, feet kicking girl.
"I can't sit still," said Ginny. "I have to do something." Ginny grabbed some of Hermione's make-up and started to do Hermione's face.
"What are you doing Gin? It's late," mumbled Hermione, as Ginny applied lip gloss.
"I know but I told you, I can't sit still!" she said. "I have to do something."
"Do you think I've done it?" asked Hermione. "I want this project to be done and over with."
"What? Aren't you having fun?" asked Ginny, as she carefully tested out an eye-shadow color on Hermione.
"I guess I am," said Hermione, smiling slightly.
"Don't smile, it'll ruin the gloss!" cried Ginny. Hermione rolled her eyes and hit Ginny with a pillow.
Step Four: Engage in an activity with the love interest (kissing doesn't count, save that for later!)
"I can't believe you guys are doing this," muttered Hermione.
"What?" protested Harry. "A little game of Truth or Dare never hurt."
"Harry!" scolded Hermione. "I thought you hated the game." Harry grinnned.
"That was before I learned that 'kiss' was also involved." Hermione rolled her darkened eyes. Draco looked at her from the ground where he was lounging.
"What Granger?" he asked, smirking. "Can't miss class?" Hermione bit her deep red lip. Then, her mind made up, she sat down.
"I can't believe you're going to play this with Harry and Ron," said Hermione, looking at Draco. Draco shrugged. Hermione didn't know how the hell this happened but somehow, Draco, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and she were in an empty classroom, skipping third period. Perfect oppurtunity actually...
"Spin the bottle Gin, you're the youngest one here," said Ron.
"Shut up," said Ginny, but spun the bottle anyways. It made a whirring noise on the floor and they all watched it intently. It settled on Harry.
"Well Harry?" asked Ginny, coppery eyebrows raised. "Truth, dare, kiss, promise, double dare." Harry's face scrunched up in thought.
"Truth," he finally said. Ginny's lips curved into a devilish grin.
"You're in for this one, Harry," she said, and Harry paled. "Would you rather," she said, teasingly. "Stay a virgin for all eternity...or let Ron have his way with you?"
"WHAT!" yelped Ron. Draco was laughing so hard he was pounding the ground and Hermione had to concentrate on not smearing her eyeliner with her tears of laughter. Harry turned, if possible, even paler.
"Pass," said Harry.
"You chicken," said Hermione, punching Harry. "Grow some balls, Harry, just answer."
"Fine," said Harry. Then, he mumbled something.
"What was that, Potter? We didn't quite catch it," said Draco.
"The second choice," said Harry, and everyone, except for Ron and Harry, started laughing again.
"Make sure," said Ron, turning bright red. "That whatever is said in this room stays in this room." They all looked at each other.
"Fine," said Draco. The game continued. Harry spun the bottle and it wiggled precariously until it stopped on Ron.
"Okay, choose, Ron," said Harry. Ron looked thoughtful.
"Fine, dare," said Ron.
"I dare you...to trade clothes with Ginny and stay like that for the rest of the game."
"WHAT!" yelped Ron, again. In the end, Ron reluctantly went into the closet with his sister and they emerged, Ginny looking grunge chic and Ron...Ron was looking...weird.
"Dammit, Ginny," he muttered. "Why did you have to wear a skirt today?"
"We had to Transfigure some things so they'd fit us," explained Ginny. Ron sulkily spun the bottle and it spun around and landed, pointing at Draco.
"Double dare," said Draco, grinning quite wickedly. "And I choose Granger."
"I dare you two to go and get some food from the kitchens."
"Ron! What kind of dare is that?" complained Harry.
"I'm hungry," said Ron, with a shrug. Hermione felt her palms becoming sweaty.
"Shall we?" asked Draco, opening up the classroom door. Hermione swallowed.
"Sure," she said, coolly. She looked back at the group. "We'll be back soon."
"Though we can't guarentee that," said Draco, smirking. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Let's go," she ordered, and they walked out.
