Chapter 17*~~
A Night Of Games Before The Real Game
Ginny stretched and climbed out of bed. She rushed over to Hermione, hopped onto the bed and started to shake Hermione awake. She groaned. "Ginny!" she whined. "Go away. You and the sun are EVIL!"
"How do Parvati and Lavender get your lazy butt out of bed during the school year?" Ginny asked quizzically.
"I have a REASON to get up then," Hermione moaned, rolling over.
"And snogging my brother isn't a good enough one?" Ginny asked mischievously. Hermione kicked her from under the sheets, causing Ginny to topple off of the bed. "Hey!"
"Hay is for horses," Hermione replied casually. Ginny glared and pulled her of the bed. Hermione screamed as she fell. They burst out laughing.
Twenty minutes later the two had successfully picked out "perfect" outfits for their day. They figured that the three boys had discussed Sirius and Ara. Besides Dudley did have to go home. They might as well stay at the Dursleys for a little while and the leave at the end of the week.
Hermione wore khaki shorts, a white, tight tank top with a monkey holding a glittery snowflake, and her hair was in a messy tear drop bun. Ginny was wearing frayed blue jean shorts, a low cut red shirt that said 'Seen my tiara anywhere?' in glittering gold letters, and her hair was in two braids.
"So, what do you think they've got in store for good old Padfoot?" Ginny asked Hermione, as they sat on the counter eating out of the Captain Crunch Box. (they of course will not loose their figure for doing that, unlike me!)
"Who knows, I just hope it's good," Hermione replied. They heard a loud thud.
"Do boys ever stay in their actual bed?" asked Ginny, rolling her eyes. But when she was done her eyes had landed on two identical pitchers. They grinned at each other.
Hermione filled them with water and charmed it icy cold as Ginny ran and got Dudley. He took the magical video camera and walked up and them, all moving stealthily quiet. Hermione opened the door and crept to Ron as Ginny went to Harry.
Harry had managed to stay in his bed, but Ron was sprawled on the floor. They nodded and Dudley hit record. They dumped the water. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" They screamed in unison. Harry bolted out of bed and Ron rolled over until he hit his head on Dudley's bed.
The three "vilans" were collapsed on t7eh floor laughing hysterically. "That was NOT funny!" screamed Ron.
"OH, but it was, dear brother," Ginny choked out between her laughter.
"Remember, what goes around comes around," Harry warned. He grabbed Ginny as she shrieked. Ron grabbed Hermione and they ran to the bathroom. They threw them in the tub and turned the water on icy cold. A delighted Dudley got this on tape as well.
"And I escape, unharmed," he boasted. The four stood up and engulfed him in freezing hug tackles. He groaned.
"So," Ron said later, as we were all seated around the kitchen. "We have a plan. We'll stay at Dudsies and Har-har's (hair hair) until the end of the week. During that period of time we'll be working on Ara and Sir."
"Boys are SO predictable," Hermione said.
"What?" asked Harry, raising his eyebrows in the Professor Lupin way.
"We already knew your plan before you told us. But whatever, you ARE guys, as Mione already pointed out," Ginny said. They hopped down and started upstairs.
"Where are you going?" called Dudley.
"To pack," the responded together. The three boys groaned. "SHUT- UP!!"
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Three hours later they had left the rest a note and had read one from Remus saying he'd gone Rat Hunting and that Sirius was spending the day as Aaron with Mund.
"Ready?" asked Hermione.
"Like totally," Harry said in a girly voice. Ginny shoved him and he tripped on his tiny back pack. Each boy had a back pack. Each girl had a large duffel bag. They were circled around a small pot of purple powder.
"Now, this is new and most wizards are not keen on trying it," Ron said.
"That's because they're all afraid of change, but whatever," Ginny said.
"It's something called Spin Dust (I read about it in another story.... can't remember whose but it's not mine!!). It's the same as Floo powder but without the fireplace," Ron finished. He grabbed some, threw it on all of them as said clearly, "Number Four Privet Drive Little Whining Surrey."
A moment later they were in the Dursleys living room. "Home sweet home," Harry muttered. "Ron you can stay in my room because it's better than his," he said jerking his thumb to Dudley who stuck his tongue out. "Ginny you can sleep with Hermione or where ever."
"I say, we play a few games," Ginny said after dinner. They were all on the floor of Harry's room. Each was engulfed in one of Dudley's books. Ginny and Hermione had read three, Harry one, Ron ¾ and Dudley ½.
"Good idea!" Dudley said. He watched Harry go to his back pack and pull out an old and empty Butterbeer bottle. He laid it down.
"Great," Hermione said evilly. "Spin the Bottle Truth or Dare!" Ginny and her high fived.
"You first Harry," Ron said. Harry rolled his eyes and spun. It landed on Ron. He groaned.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," he said.
"I dare you," he leaned over and whispered to into his ear. Ron went red. He stood up and told Hermione to do the same. He kissed her and as he did he unclasped her bra.
"Harry, you are so gross," Ron muttered. Hermione rolled her eyes and kicked Harry's leg lightly. Ginny clasped her bra again and Hermione sat down.
"That was weak," Hermione said.
"Truth or Dare, MIONE?" asked Ron gleefully.
"Truth," Hermione said
"Who would you rather sleep with, Snape or Dumbledore?" he asked evilly. Hermione pretended to vomit.
"I... I guess. D-Dumbledore," Hermione choked out. She pretended to faint before popping back up and spinning the bottle. "Harry!"
"Dare."
"I dare you to," and she whispered something. Harry went really red. "Ginny, Harry, to the cupboard," Hermione cackled. They went downstairs to what was previously Harry's room.
"What did she dare you?" asked Ginny as they locked them in.
"I.. I have to give you three hickeys."
"I won't mind," Ginny said, smiling. He rolled his eyes.
"One on your bra line, one on your upper thigh and one on the hollow of your neck," Harry said.
"Oh... Well, we might as well start," Ginny said, going red. Harry nodded and leaned over to her neck. After a few minutes a bold hickey stood out. Ginny pulled the side of her pajama pants down to reveal a piece of her upper thigh.
Harry quickly made a red mark. Then she unbuttoned to top of her shirt partway, just till you could see the top of her dark blue bra. He met her gaze as he leaned over. Then in a few second he pulled back.
"No one has to know we're done," Ginny said. Harry laughed and leaned over to kiss her. About five more minutes of snogging and they ran upstairs.
"So?" Hermione said, evilly.
"Done," Ginny said.
"Prove it."
"You are so weird," Ginny said. She lifted up her head so the mark was more visible. She moved her shirt out of the way and pulled a small bit of pants down.
"That was kind of wrong, Mione," Ron said, eyeing Harry with both an amused and evil eye.
"Her idea," Harry defended.
"Like you hadn't though of it," Hermioen muttered. Harry pushed her over and sat down.
When the morning light hit the room it showed five teenagers sprawled across the room, a Butterbeer bottle in the middle. But today, the "game" began. And Arabella Figg had just cast her disguise spell and had taken out the bacon to cook.
Ginny stretched and climbed out of bed. She rushed over to Hermione, hopped onto the bed and started to shake Hermione awake. She groaned. "Ginny!" she whined. "Go away. You and the sun are EVIL!"
"How do Parvati and Lavender get your lazy butt out of bed during the school year?" Ginny asked quizzically.
"I have a REASON to get up then," Hermione moaned, rolling over.
"And snogging my brother isn't a good enough one?" Ginny asked mischievously. Hermione kicked her from under the sheets, causing Ginny to topple off of the bed. "Hey!"
"Hay is for horses," Hermione replied casually. Ginny glared and pulled her of the bed. Hermione screamed as she fell. They burst out laughing.
Twenty minutes later the two had successfully picked out "perfect" outfits for their day. They figured that the three boys had discussed Sirius and Ara. Besides Dudley did have to go home. They might as well stay at the Dursleys for a little while and the leave at the end of the week.
Hermione wore khaki shorts, a white, tight tank top with a monkey holding a glittery snowflake, and her hair was in a messy tear drop bun. Ginny was wearing frayed blue jean shorts, a low cut red shirt that said 'Seen my tiara anywhere?' in glittering gold letters, and her hair was in two braids.
"So, what do you think they've got in store for good old Padfoot?" Ginny asked Hermione, as they sat on the counter eating out of the Captain Crunch Box. (they of course will not loose their figure for doing that, unlike me!)
"Who knows, I just hope it's good," Hermione replied. They heard a loud thud.
"Do boys ever stay in their actual bed?" asked Ginny, rolling her eyes. But when she was done her eyes had landed on two identical pitchers. They grinned at each other.
Hermione filled them with water and charmed it icy cold as Ginny ran and got Dudley. He took the magical video camera and walked up and them, all moving stealthily quiet. Hermione opened the door and crept to Ron as Ginny went to Harry.
Harry had managed to stay in his bed, but Ron was sprawled on the floor. They nodded and Dudley hit record. They dumped the water. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" They screamed in unison. Harry bolted out of bed and Ron rolled over until he hit his head on Dudley's bed.
The three "vilans" were collapsed on t7eh floor laughing hysterically. "That was NOT funny!" screamed Ron.
"OH, but it was, dear brother," Ginny choked out between her laughter.
"Remember, what goes around comes around," Harry warned. He grabbed Ginny as she shrieked. Ron grabbed Hermione and they ran to the bathroom. They threw them in the tub and turned the water on icy cold. A delighted Dudley got this on tape as well.
"And I escape, unharmed," he boasted. The four stood up and engulfed him in freezing hug tackles. He groaned.
"So," Ron said later, as we were all seated around the kitchen. "We have a plan. We'll stay at Dudsies and Har-har's (hair hair) until the end of the week. During that period of time we'll be working on Ara and Sir."
"Boys are SO predictable," Hermione said.
"What?" asked Harry, raising his eyebrows in the Professor Lupin way.
"We already knew your plan before you told us. But whatever, you ARE guys, as Mione already pointed out," Ginny said. They hopped down and started upstairs.
"Where are you going?" called Dudley.
"To pack," the responded together. The three boys groaned. "SHUT- UP!!"
***********************
Three hours later they had left the rest a note and had read one from Remus saying he'd gone Rat Hunting and that Sirius was spending the day as Aaron with Mund.
"Ready?" asked Hermione.
"Like totally," Harry said in a girly voice. Ginny shoved him and he tripped on his tiny back pack. Each boy had a back pack. Each girl had a large duffel bag. They were circled around a small pot of purple powder.
"Now, this is new and most wizards are not keen on trying it," Ron said.
"That's because they're all afraid of change, but whatever," Ginny said.
"It's something called Spin Dust (I read about it in another story.... can't remember whose but it's not mine!!). It's the same as Floo powder but without the fireplace," Ron finished. He grabbed some, threw it on all of them as said clearly, "Number Four Privet Drive Little Whining Surrey."
A moment later they were in the Dursleys living room. "Home sweet home," Harry muttered. "Ron you can stay in my room because it's better than his," he said jerking his thumb to Dudley who stuck his tongue out. "Ginny you can sleep with Hermione or where ever."
"I say, we play a few games," Ginny said after dinner. They were all on the floor of Harry's room. Each was engulfed in one of Dudley's books. Ginny and Hermione had read three, Harry one, Ron ¾ and Dudley ½.
"Good idea!" Dudley said. He watched Harry go to his back pack and pull out an old and empty Butterbeer bottle. He laid it down.
"Great," Hermione said evilly. "Spin the Bottle Truth or Dare!" Ginny and her high fived.
"You first Harry," Ron said. Harry rolled his eyes and spun. It landed on Ron. He groaned.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," he said.
"I dare you," he leaned over and whispered to into his ear. Ron went red. He stood up and told Hermione to do the same. He kissed her and as he did he unclasped her bra.
"Harry, you are so gross," Ron muttered. Hermione rolled her eyes and kicked Harry's leg lightly. Ginny clasped her bra again and Hermione sat down.
"That was weak," Hermione said.
"Truth or Dare, MIONE?" asked Ron gleefully.
"Truth," Hermione said
"Who would you rather sleep with, Snape or Dumbledore?" he asked evilly. Hermione pretended to vomit.
"I... I guess. D-Dumbledore," Hermione choked out. She pretended to faint before popping back up and spinning the bottle. "Harry!"
"Dare."
"I dare you to," and she whispered something. Harry went really red. "Ginny, Harry, to the cupboard," Hermione cackled. They went downstairs to what was previously Harry's room.
"What did she dare you?" asked Ginny as they locked them in.
"I.. I have to give you three hickeys."
"I won't mind," Ginny said, smiling. He rolled his eyes.
"One on your bra line, one on your upper thigh and one on the hollow of your neck," Harry said.
"Oh... Well, we might as well start," Ginny said, going red. Harry nodded and leaned over to her neck. After a few minutes a bold hickey stood out. Ginny pulled the side of her pajama pants down to reveal a piece of her upper thigh.
Harry quickly made a red mark. Then she unbuttoned to top of her shirt partway, just till you could see the top of her dark blue bra. He met her gaze as he leaned over. Then in a few second he pulled back.
"No one has to know we're done," Ginny said. Harry laughed and leaned over to kiss her. About five more minutes of snogging and they ran upstairs.
"So?" Hermione said, evilly.
"Done," Ginny said.
"Prove it."
"You are so weird," Ginny said. She lifted up her head so the mark was more visible. She moved her shirt out of the way and pulled a small bit of pants down.
"That was kind of wrong, Mione," Ron said, eyeing Harry with both an amused and evil eye.
"Her idea," Harry defended.
"Like you hadn't though of it," Hermioen muttered. Harry pushed her over and sat down.
When the morning light hit the room it showed five teenagers sprawled across the room, a Butterbeer bottle in the middle. But today, the "game" began. And Arabella Figg had just cast her disguise spell and had taken out the bacon to cook.