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"Okay, Ron – here's your question. Out of all the students at Hogwarts, whom do you find the most attractive? In other words - who do you like?"
Ron turned as red as his hair before answering. "I like-"
Shouts of "C'mon, Ron!" and, "You can do it!" were heard all over the common room. No one noticed that Lavender Brown was the only silent one, and her face was also as red as Ron's hair.
"I like – I like... " Ron finished the sentence in a very small, very quiet voice.
"Sorry, Ron, I didn't hear that," Parvati taunted. "We have to be able to hear your answer for it to be considered a legitimate one."
Everyone but Ron (and Lavender, but no one noticed that little detail except Hermione, who began to get some ideas of her own) laughed.
"I said that I like-" Ron started, for the third time. "Lavender."
Everyone heard him that time, and the common room broke out into loud cheers (the boys) and excited squeals (the girls). Lavender looked as if she was ecstatic and embarrassed at the same time. Hermione also noticed this, and leaned over to whisper something in Harry's ear.
Now that Ron's turn was over, he looked less nauseated and more excited. He had a gleam of mischief in his eyes, and Harry and Hermione both knew what Ron was going to do before he uttered a single word.
"Malfoy – truth or dare."
"Dare, of course. A Malfoy never backs down from a challenge." Draco said indignantly. He looked as if he was trying to maintain his confidence and poise, but wasn't succeeding. Drops of sweat were visible on his forehead, and his face was a little paler than usual. Could it be? Was Draco Malfoy actually nervous?
"Hmm..." Ron looked positively evil, with his eyes sparkling and his face lit up in with a wicked grin. "You say a Malfoy never backs down from a challenge? Any challenge?"
"Yes. Any challenge." He still looked nervous, maybe even scared. And how could you blame him? One of his worst enemies had a chance to make him anything he wanted!
"So I guess that means that you would agree to doing anything, right Malfoy?" Ron asked malevolently. Draco only nodded slowly, as if he was unsure of what he had gotten himself into.
"Alright, then," Ron said, finally. "Draco Malfoy, I dare you to do as follows: Meet Snape at the Astronomy tower tomorrow night, and tell him that it was really you that wrote the love letter and that you are the one that wishes to "pledge your undying love" to him. Without mentioning that it was, in any way, a dare. And if he does not show up tomorrow night, the same rules apply. Simply ask him to meet with you the next day, Tell him it's "a matter of extreme importance". And the second part of this dare is that you must record the entire meeting, from start to finish, so that we can all hear what happened. Oh, and to make sure you don't cheat."
Cheers so loud that they shook the walls of the common room were heard as everyone jumped up and congratulated Ron on his fantastic dare. Even Hermione looked very impressed.
"Didn't know you had it in ya, Ron! Nice going," Fred and George yelled to be heard over the noise.
The only person that didn't look impressed was Malfoy. No, he just looked extremely pained.
"You all right, there, Malfoy?" Several Slytherin students asked with concern as Draco went from pale to paler even paler in a matter of minutes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He growled. "I'll do your dare, Weasel, but you can be sure I'll get you back for it sometime in the very near future."
"Oooooh, I'm scared! I want my mommy!" Ron shrieked in a very girly, squeaky voice. Everyone laughed again and went to sit down in the original circle to continue with their game, now with even higher spirits.
"My turn," Malfoy said as his rubbed his hands together, adopting the same evil look that Ron had on his face only moments before. Now Ron was the one looking petrified. He knew that Malfoys's threat wasn't going to be an empty one, even if it wasn't going to fulfilled immediately.
"Virginia Weasely." Malfoy said abruptly. "Truth or dare?"
"Why the hell did you just call me Virginia? No one calls me-"
"Language, sister," The three Weasely boys warned.
"Ugh, you three sound exactly like mom." Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Ugh! Perish the thought! I'm too young to be a mother!" Fred shrieked, and everyone laughed.
"Virginia, Ginny, Weasley, Weasel, whatever your name is – truth or dare?" Malfoy persisted.
"It's GINNY. Only Ginny. Got it?" She waited for Draco to nod before she continued. "Good. Oh, and I choose truth."
"Wait, before he asks-" George handed her a bottle of the same clear liquid that Ron drank, and she swallowed it without any hesitation.
"Good. Now, the question I want to ask is-" He started to say, with an evil glint in his eyes, "Do you like Potty?"
"Nope." Ginny answered truthfully.
""Nope?" That's it?" Draco asked incredulously, as his jaw dropped.
"Yep, that's it." Ginny rolled her eyes and laughed. Draco did look pretty funny with his mouth hanging open.
"But, then-" Draco sputtered. "Who DO you like, then?"
"Only one question per truth. Sorry, Malfoy." She said with a smirk. Then, as an afterthought, she added suspiciously, "Why do you care so much, anyway?"
"Oh, no reason..." Draco said innocently.
Ginny just shrugged it off and continued with the game.
"George, truth or dare?" She asked, but added, "Why do I even bother asking?"
"Yes, why do you bother asking, Virginia, dear?" George asked. "Dare, or course!"
"What is it with everyone and my name today? It's GINNY. Just to clear things up."
"Just dare him, Vir- I mean, Ginny." Fred said.
Ginny threw a pillow at Fred, which caused him to shriek in [very fake] agony and ask why his own sister ("Virgi- I mean, Ginny!" He corrected himself as she held up another pillow menacingly) would cause him such [very fake] pain.
"Oh, just shut up, already." She muttered. "Okay, George, I dare you to run around the school for ten whole minutes shouting, "I LOVE SNAPE! SNAPE IS MY SEX GOD!", without telling anyone that you're doing it involuntarily."
"Okay, well, I guess it isn't that bad-" George started, but he was interrupted by Ginny.
"Naked." She finished with an evil grin.
George immediately paled at the thought. This was a little much, even for him. But he stood up bravely, and said, "Okay, I'll do it."
With everyone cheering him on, George prepared himself for what he was about to do. Hermione had conjured up a timer, and she quickly set it to ten minutes. George threw off his cloak, and ran out of the common room, screaming, "I LOVE SNAPE! HE IS MY SEX GOD!" as loud as he could.
When the timer started beeping ten minutes later, George called out, "Accio cloak!", dressed himself, and returned to the common room. He was greeted by cries off, "What happened? Were you caught?"
"Well..." He started, grinning. "First, I ran into Dumbledore, who just gave me a strange but amused look and walked away. Then, I saw Flitwick, who practically fainted. Then, some first years who had the same reaction as Flitwick. After I scared them some more, McGonagall caught me, but she must have been in a good mood because she only told me to "get back into Gryffindor tower immediately, Mr. Weasley!". Finally, I saw Snape himself, which was pretty hilarious because I was in the middle of yelling, "SNAPE IS MY SEX GOD!" when he heard me. But he didn't really do much, other than deduct 50 points from Gryffindor. Oh, and give me two weeks of detention. But I really think he was flattered!" George finished with a seductive grin.
With that, the entire common room erupted into laughter. The thought of George seducing Snape was too much to handle!
"Oh, I believe it was my turn to embarrass the hell out of someone..." George began. "Who should I choose?"
A/N: Sorry if that was bad! Let me know if you think I should keep going with this idea or not. Oh, and there will be more on Draco's fixation with Ginny's [non-existing] crush on Harry. Thanks so much to ag537 (great idea!), atruwriter (thanks for the idea, and for reading it!) and Sparrklez13 (that's so sweet! thank you!) for reviewing. I love reading reviews! coughHINTcough
"Okay, Ron – here's your question. Out of all the students at Hogwarts, whom do you find the most attractive? In other words - who do you like?"
Ron turned as red as his hair before answering. "I like-"
Shouts of "C'mon, Ron!" and, "You can do it!" were heard all over the common room. No one noticed that Lavender Brown was the only silent one, and her face was also as red as Ron's hair.
"I like – I like... " Ron finished the sentence in a very small, very quiet voice.
"Sorry, Ron, I didn't hear that," Parvati taunted. "We have to be able to hear your answer for it to be considered a legitimate one."
Everyone but Ron (and Lavender, but no one noticed that little detail except Hermione, who began to get some ideas of her own) laughed.
"I said that I like-" Ron started, for the third time. "Lavender."
Everyone heard him that time, and the common room broke out into loud cheers (the boys) and excited squeals (the girls). Lavender looked as if she was ecstatic and embarrassed at the same time. Hermione also noticed this, and leaned over to whisper something in Harry's ear.
Now that Ron's turn was over, he looked less nauseated and more excited. He had a gleam of mischief in his eyes, and Harry and Hermione both knew what Ron was going to do before he uttered a single word.
"Malfoy – truth or dare."
"Dare, of course. A Malfoy never backs down from a challenge." Draco said indignantly. He looked as if he was trying to maintain his confidence and poise, but wasn't succeeding. Drops of sweat were visible on his forehead, and his face was a little paler than usual. Could it be? Was Draco Malfoy actually nervous?
"Hmm..." Ron looked positively evil, with his eyes sparkling and his face lit up in with a wicked grin. "You say a Malfoy never backs down from a challenge? Any challenge?"
"Yes. Any challenge." He still looked nervous, maybe even scared. And how could you blame him? One of his worst enemies had a chance to make him anything he wanted!
"So I guess that means that you would agree to doing anything, right Malfoy?" Ron asked malevolently. Draco only nodded slowly, as if he was unsure of what he had gotten himself into.
"Alright, then," Ron said, finally. "Draco Malfoy, I dare you to do as follows: Meet Snape at the Astronomy tower tomorrow night, and tell him that it was really you that wrote the love letter and that you are the one that wishes to "pledge your undying love" to him. Without mentioning that it was, in any way, a dare. And if he does not show up tomorrow night, the same rules apply. Simply ask him to meet with you the next day, Tell him it's "a matter of extreme importance". And the second part of this dare is that you must record the entire meeting, from start to finish, so that we can all hear what happened. Oh, and to make sure you don't cheat."
Cheers so loud that they shook the walls of the common room were heard as everyone jumped up and congratulated Ron on his fantastic dare. Even Hermione looked very impressed.
"Didn't know you had it in ya, Ron! Nice going," Fred and George yelled to be heard over the noise.
The only person that didn't look impressed was Malfoy. No, he just looked extremely pained.
"You all right, there, Malfoy?" Several Slytherin students asked with concern as Draco went from pale to paler even paler in a matter of minutes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He growled. "I'll do your dare, Weasel, but you can be sure I'll get you back for it sometime in the very near future."
"Oooooh, I'm scared! I want my mommy!" Ron shrieked in a very girly, squeaky voice. Everyone laughed again and went to sit down in the original circle to continue with their game, now with even higher spirits.
"My turn," Malfoy said as his rubbed his hands together, adopting the same evil look that Ron had on his face only moments before. Now Ron was the one looking petrified. He knew that Malfoys's threat wasn't going to be an empty one, even if it wasn't going to fulfilled immediately.
"Virginia Weasely." Malfoy said abruptly. "Truth or dare?"
"Why the hell did you just call me Virginia? No one calls me-"
"Language, sister," The three Weasely boys warned.
"Ugh, you three sound exactly like mom." Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Ugh! Perish the thought! I'm too young to be a mother!" Fred shrieked, and everyone laughed.
"Virginia, Ginny, Weasley, Weasel, whatever your name is – truth or dare?" Malfoy persisted.
"It's GINNY. Only Ginny. Got it?" She waited for Draco to nod before she continued. "Good. Oh, and I choose truth."
"Wait, before he asks-" George handed her a bottle of the same clear liquid that Ron drank, and she swallowed it without any hesitation.
"Good. Now, the question I want to ask is-" He started to say, with an evil glint in his eyes, "Do you like Potty?"
"Nope." Ginny answered truthfully.
""Nope?" That's it?" Draco asked incredulously, as his jaw dropped.
"Yep, that's it." Ginny rolled her eyes and laughed. Draco did look pretty funny with his mouth hanging open.
"But, then-" Draco sputtered. "Who DO you like, then?"
"Only one question per truth. Sorry, Malfoy." She said with a smirk. Then, as an afterthought, she added suspiciously, "Why do you care so much, anyway?"
"Oh, no reason..." Draco said innocently.
Ginny just shrugged it off and continued with the game.
"George, truth or dare?" She asked, but added, "Why do I even bother asking?"
"Yes, why do you bother asking, Virginia, dear?" George asked. "Dare, or course!"
"What is it with everyone and my name today? It's GINNY. Just to clear things up."
"Just dare him, Vir- I mean, Ginny." Fred said.
Ginny threw a pillow at Fred, which caused him to shriek in [very fake] agony and ask why his own sister ("Virgi- I mean, Ginny!" He corrected himself as she held up another pillow menacingly) would cause him such [very fake] pain.
"Oh, just shut up, already." She muttered. "Okay, George, I dare you to run around the school for ten whole minutes shouting, "I LOVE SNAPE! SNAPE IS MY SEX GOD!", without telling anyone that you're doing it involuntarily."
"Okay, well, I guess it isn't that bad-" George started, but he was interrupted by Ginny.
"Naked." She finished with an evil grin.
George immediately paled at the thought. This was a little much, even for him. But he stood up bravely, and said, "Okay, I'll do it."
With everyone cheering him on, George prepared himself for what he was about to do. Hermione had conjured up a timer, and she quickly set it to ten minutes. George threw off his cloak, and ran out of the common room, screaming, "I LOVE SNAPE! HE IS MY SEX GOD!" as loud as he could.
When the timer started beeping ten minutes later, George called out, "Accio cloak!", dressed himself, and returned to the common room. He was greeted by cries off, "What happened? Were you caught?"
"Well..." He started, grinning. "First, I ran into Dumbledore, who just gave me a strange but amused look and walked away. Then, I saw Flitwick, who practically fainted. Then, some first years who had the same reaction as Flitwick. After I scared them some more, McGonagall caught me, but she must have been in a good mood because she only told me to "get back into Gryffindor tower immediately, Mr. Weasley!". Finally, I saw Snape himself, which was pretty hilarious because I was in the middle of yelling, "SNAPE IS MY SEX GOD!" when he heard me. But he didn't really do much, other than deduct 50 points from Gryffindor. Oh, and give me two weeks of detention. But I really think he was flattered!" George finished with a seductive grin.
With that, the entire common room erupted into laughter. The thought of George seducing Snape was too much to handle!
"Oh, I believe it was my turn to embarrass the hell out of someone..." George began. "Who should I choose?"
A/N: Sorry if that was bad! Let me know if you think I should keep going with this idea or not. Oh, and there will be more on Draco's fixation with Ginny's [non-existing] crush on Harry. Thanks so much to ag537 (great idea!), atruwriter (thanks for the idea, and for reading it!) and Sparrklez13 (that's so sweet! thank you!) for reviewing. I love reading reviews! coughHINTcough