Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own the characters
"Fine," George mumbled. He slowly got into his 'pretty' clothes. Fred relented a little and let George keep the mascara off (so he could actually see).
"It's finally my turn!" George said. "Fred, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Fred said confidently, trying to be all manly. George handed him the cards, and Fred, like George fainted.
"Have Ginny give you the worst makeover in the world!"
20 minutes later
When Fred woke up, Ginny had finished his makeover. Fred had long turquoise hair. The first five inches or so were crimped, and the last foot was curled in ringlets. He had white lacy tights covered with Capri length fishnets. On top of that he had short, and I mean short, neon orange shorts. He wore clear plastic strappy high heels, and a skimpy bikini top. Everyone was cracking up when they saw him.
Fred looked ready for revenge, so he said, "Harry, truth or dare?"
Harry responded, "I'm not dumb enough to choose dare when you're mad so, truth."
"Dang it," Fred mumbled. "Oh well." Fred handed Harry the cards, and Harry opened one.
"What's your deepest darkest secret?"
"Dang it," Harry mumbled, repeating Fred's words. "Umm,
"Fine," George mumbled. He slowly got into his 'pretty' clothes. Fred relented a little and let George keep the mascara off (so he could actually see).
"It's finally my turn!" George said. "Fred, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Fred said confidently, trying to be all manly. George handed him the cards, and Fred, like George fainted.
"Have Ginny give you the worst makeover in the world!"
20 minutes later
When Fred woke up, Ginny had finished his makeover. Fred had long turquoise hair. The first five inches or so were crimped, and the last foot was curled in ringlets. He had white lacy tights covered with Capri length fishnets. On top of that he had short, and I mean short, neon orange shorts. He wore clear plastic strappy high heels, and a skimpy bikini top. Everyone was cracking up when they saw him.
Fred looked ready for revenge, so he said, "Harry, truth or dare?"
Harry responded, "I'm not dumb enough to choose dare when you're mad so, truth."
"Dang it," Fred mumbled. "Oh well." Fred handed Harry the cards, and Harry opened one.
"What's your deepest darkest secret?"
"Dang it," Harry mumbled, repeating Fred's words. "Umm,