Truth Be Told or the Dare be Done 2
Tiffany stood from her seat, she had been asking her self why he picked her the whole way over to the closet, as she was about to enter she looked back at Draco who smiled at her, it made her feel a tad bit awkward, she hardly knew the boy, only from stories Harry would tell her, and maybe a word or two they spoke to each other over the years.
Ron looked at Tiffany, it was as if he just realized he had more then just a crush on this girl, but he didn't understand why he had to be standing in tiny ass closet to realize it, "Um..."
"Oh my, I didn't actually think Hermione was telling the truth about this, but the girl has been known to not lie too often." Tiffany laughed as she looked at Ron, she smiled a little then took his face with her soft, delicate hand; she pulled him in, kissing his lips with her freshly glossed lips. Massaging his lower lip she put her hand on his ass just to see how he would react; of course it came back positive by him giving his tongue up to her for free roaming.
"Times up you two, you are allowed out." Hermione's voice rang in the small closet, almost as if she was using a loud speaker.
Tiffany pushed Ron out before her, she opened her compact up and checked her make-up; perfect, like always. She pulled her shorts down a little more, and then fixed her shirt and hair before she exited the closet; she seated her self behind Draco, not any where near Hermione, Harry, or Ron.
"OK, well um; Harry, what is your choice?" Ron scratched his head as he began to think about Tiffany, he began to wonder if she was great at sex, if she had all ready had it before, how nice she looked naked, not realizing his grow erection the girls began to giggle.
"Ron, maybe you should listen to Harry now, and leave you're little um fantasy world." Hermione managed to get out through her giggles with other girls.
"Oh..." Ron felt his cheeks turn bright red; he looked at Harry quickly hoping he would get everyone off the subject.
"Um, truth." Harry couldn't help but wonder what on earth was Ron thinking about; maybe Tiffany...most likely her or Hermione.
Ron quickly thought the first word that appeared in his mind was sex, "Well now you being the famous Harry Potter and all how many girls have you had sex with and what are their names?"
Harry felt a little flushed he had only had sex once in his seven years there, a little embarrassing, actually very embarrassing, "One, and she happens to be in the room."
"I said names Potter."
"Tiffany Ashleigh Caramela."
A pause took over the whole room; no one seemed to know what next to say. All attention was then brought upon Tiffany blushing like crazy; her cheeks seemed to be redder then Ron's hair.
That was it Hermione thought. That was why Tiffany seemed a little too nice to Harry, they had sex. But why hadn't Tiffany told her that; and why hadn't she told her that her middle name was Ashleigh.
"Well...Lavender, truth or dare?" Harry had to break the unnerving silence, he couldn't stand the stares. Why did everyone stare at him as if that was the one thing he should never have done, it was a one time thing in their 6th year, he knew she was into him like that any way.
"Um...Dare" Lavender bit her lip.
"Run about the corridors singing that you would suck Dumbledore's cock any day, in your little skanky linguine that we all know you wear." It may have been a tad bit perverted, but who gives a shit, it was truth or dare. He didn't bother watching her, he trusted she would do it and about 10 minutes later she came back, redder then Tiffany, if that was possible.
After she slid into her clothes she looked at Tiffany, "Tiff, truth or dare?"
"Truth." She wasn't too happy at the moment. She knew exactly the next words to come out of Lavenders mouth.
"Well how many boys have you had sex with dear?" Lavender smirked as she saw Tiffany's eyes drop.
"Well if you all must know so badly. Let me count this...hmm I think I would have to say 10 here and 9 back home. But most of those were before year six here."
Draco was interested when he heard her answer. It was about the same as him. He waited around for her after the bloody thing ended; it was very pointless only one person dared him to make-out with Lavender, that little slut wanted more, but like she even deserved his second glace, let alone a snog. Tiffany has been leaving last of all the girls, but stupid Potter had been talking to her. Her hair was a gorgeous color of blond, he normally never noticed that about girls, but it was true, she wasn't just hott, she was more. Finally after stupid fuck Potter left he had some time to talk with her.
Tiffany stood from her seat, she had been asking her self why he picked her the whole way over to the closet, as she was about to enter she looked back at Draco who smiled at her, it made her feel a tad bit awkward, she hardly knew the boy, only from stories Harry would tell her, and maybe a word or two they spoke to each other over the years.
Ron looked at Tiffany, it was as if he just realized he had more then just a crush on this girl, but he didn't understand why he had to be standing in tiny ass closet to realize it, "Um..."
"Oh my, I didn't actually think Hermione was telling the truth about this, but the girl has been known to not lie too often." Tiffany laughed as she looked at Ron, she smiled a little then took his face with her soft, delicate hand; she pulled him in, kissing his lips with her freshly glossed lips. Massaging his lower lip she put her hand on his ass just to see how he would react; of course it came back positive by him giving his tongue up to her for free roaming.
"Times up you two, you are allowed out." Hermione's voice rang in the small closet, almost as if she was using a loud speaker.
Tiffany pushed Ron out before her, she opened her compact up and checked her make-up; perfect, like always. She pulled her shorts down a little more, and then fixed her shirt and hair before she exited the closet; she seated her self behind Draco, not any where near Hermione, Harry, or Ron.
"OK, well um; Harry, what is your choice?" Ron scratched his head as he began to think about Tiffany, he began to wonder if she was great at sex, if she had all ready had it before, how nice she looked naked, not realizing his grow erection the girls began to giggle.
"Ron, maybe you should listen to Harry now, and leave you're little um fantasy world." Hermione managed to get out through her giggles with other girls.
"Oh..." Ron felt his cheeks turn bright red; he looked at Harry quickly hoping he would get everyone off the subject.
"Um, truth." Harry couldn't help but wonder what on earth was Ron thinking about; maybe Tiffany...most likely her or Hermione.
Ron quickly thought the first word that appeared in his mind was sex, "Well now you being the famous Harry Potter and all how many girls have you had sex with and what are their names?"
Harry felt a little flushed he had only had sex once in his seven years there, a little embarrassing, actually very embarrassing, "One, and she happens to be in the room."
"I said names Potter."
"Tiffany Ashleigh Caramela."
A pause took over the whole room; no one seemed to know what next to say. All attention was then brought upon Tiffany blushing like crazy; her cheeks seemed to be redder then Ron's hair.
That was it Hermione thought. That was why Tiffany seemed a little too nice to Harry, they had sex. But why hadn't Tiffany told her that; and why hadn't she told her that her middle name was Ashleigh.
"Well...Lavender, truth or dare?" Harry had to break the unnerving silence, he couldn't stand the stares. Why did everyone stare at him as if that was the one thing he should never have done, it was a one time thing in their 6th year, he knew she was into him like that any way.
"Um...Dare" Lavender bit her lip.
"Run about the corridors singing that you would suck Dumbledore's cock any day, in your little skanky linguine that we all know you wear." It may have been a tad bit perverted, but who gives a shit, it was truth or dare. He didn't bother watching her, he trusted she would do it and about 10 minutes later she came back, redder then Tiffany, if that was possible.
After she slid into her clothes she looked at Tiffany, "Tiff, truth or dare?"
"Truth." She wasn't too happy at the moment. She knew exactly the next words to come out of Lavenders mouth.
"Well how many boys have you had sex with dear?" Lavender smirked as she saw Tiffany's eyes drop.
"Well if you all must know so badly. Let me count this...hmm I think I would have to say 10 here and 9 back home. But most of those were before year six here."
Draco was interested when he heard her answer. It was about the same as him. He waited around for her after the bloody thing ended; it was very pointless only one person dared him to make-out with Lavender, that little slut wanted more, but like she even deserved his second glace, let alone a snog. Tiffany has been leaving last of all the girls, but stupid Potter had been talking to her. Her hair was a gorgeous color of blond, he normally never noticed that about girls, but it was true, she wasn't just hott, she was more. Finally after stupid fuck Potter left he had some time to talk with her.