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to almighty JKR.
"I think I'll choose 'or what' this time. Don't want to leave you boys without seeing girls striping. My shoes are going to meet yours." Hermione put her shoes on the floor next to Ron's and Sirius'.
"Hey, people, explain yourselves."
"What is it, Ginny?"
"Why the hell do you all take off shoes?"
"Because it's the part of clothing that is the least necessary, you dummy."
"But it's boring just seeing you three without shoes! Take off your shirts or pants. Make this game more interesting!"
"Merlin, sis, when did you turn into hormone racking teenager?"
"About three years ago, moron. So who's the dummy here?"
"Hey, don't you dare to talk with me like this! I'm your older brother!"
"Older but sillier."
It seemed that the two siblings were going to begin fighting until Sirius decided to interrupt. Again.
"Don't start you two. You promised me that there will be no fighting this night."
"To be exact, Sirius, Ron only promised that he will kill Ginny tomorrow. He didn't mention that they won't fight," grinned Harry.
"Whose part are you taking?"
"I'm just being fair."
"Then don't."
"What kind of educating is it? As my godfather you should be happy I'm such a good boy and am fair."
"Not when it is against me. We need to have a long talk about what is good and what is bad, my boy," Sirius' speech was stopped by a croak coming from Hermione.
"Don't want to interrupt you 'father and son' chat but would you mind leaving it for some other day? We have a hormone racking teenager here who wants to see you guys a bit less clothed so we better get back to the game or I don't know what she can do. Everyone agrees?"
"Yes ma'am," chorused four voices in the room.
"So now, Ginny, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Oh I think the collection of lonely shoes in this room is going to get bigger soon. Break your wand."
"Hey, you know that no self-respecting wizard would do that!"
"I would," intervened Sirius.
"We are talking about self-respecting wizards!"
"Sorry, missed that part... Wait a minute, what are you trying to say with that, Ron?" asked in mock insulted voice Sirius.
"Nothing at all, forget I said something. So Ginny, what are you going to do?"
"Just this," she answered taking off shoes.
"So who is not making this game interesting this time? Where did that speech about taking off shirts of pants go? If you would show us an example then maybe we would follow the suit." grinned Harry.
"Sorry, not in the mood today. But maybe Ron would be willing to show us an example? Truth or dare, Ron?"
"What the hell, truth."
"Tell everyone everything about Mr Plushy."
Harry, Sirius and Hermione pricked up their ears while Ron all turned red.
"I heard it somewhere," remembered Harry. "I heard you saying this name in your sleep a few times!"
"Still dreaming it, big brother?"
"I smell an interesting story here, or is it the smell of my shoes? Back to the topic, Ron, we're waiting," said impatiently Sirius.
"There's nothing to tell..."
"Then why are you so red?"
"Mr Plushy was my teddy bear."
"And...?"
"And that's all."
"Oh come on, Ron, tell them the entire story."
There's nothing to tell. When I was three dad bought him to me and when I was four Fred and Gorge drowned him in the pond near our house."
"They drowned him?" Hermione couldn't believe.
"Yes. They were angry on me for playing with their toy-wands so they tied Mr Plushy to the stone and threw in the water. I didn't talk to them for a year."
"And that's not all. Tell them about your nightmares, bro."
"What nightmares?" cocked his ears Sirius. "Don't say that you had nightmares about that bear?"
"Hey, I was just a kid. And those nightmares were really horrible. Dad even had to take me to wizard psychologist because I couldn't sleep at all."
"But it seems he hadn't helped you. From what Harry said I can guess that you still have these nightmares. Is Mr Plushy still accusing you for his death?"
"Don't say that little teddy-bear came back from dead world and is trying to make you feel guilty for his death? Maybe you even see his ghost? Or do you hear his voice in your head?" laughed Sirius.
"It's not funny at all."
"Well if you would see what I see in my imagination then you wouldn't say that. Just imagine a ghost of a teddy bear rattling the chains and saying in deadly voice: "You are guilty for my early death. If you hadn't played with those toy-wands I would still be alive!! It's all your fault! I will haunt you all your life and you won't find peace anywhere!!" Sirius imitated the situation so realistic that everyone in the room was rocking with laughter. Even Ron couldn't help himself from laughing.
"Stop, Sirius, or we'll explode from too much laughing."
"And you said that it's not funny."
"You win. I lose and take back my words. From this aspect it really is funny."
"I told you, I told you. Tonight, kids, you will learn a very important lesson. Listen carefully - Sirius Black, master of pranks, king of jokes, lord of marauding, also known as Padfoot, is always right. And no exceptions."
"If you say so my dear godfather..."
"You somehow don't seem convinced."
"Oh but I am. You know that I would never lie to you."
"I hope you wouldn't."
"Hey don't start this 'father and son' conversation again! Better, Harry, choose truth or dare."
"Truth."
"Do you really think that our beloved Sirius Black is always right?"
"You're a traitor, Ron!"
"Sorry, had to do this," Ron grinned. "So the answer is..."
"No offence, Padfoot, but no."
"Then I'll just have to prove it. And trust me I will."
"I don't think so, but you can try if you want. OK, Hermione, truth or dare?"
TBC
A/N: Hey, no reviews, no fun to write, no fun to write - long or even no updates. R&R folks!
"I think I'll choose 'or what' this time. Don't want to leave you boys without seeing girls striping. My shoes are going to meet yours." Hermione put her shoes on the floor next to Ron's and Sirius'.
"Hey, people, explain yourselves."
"What is it, Ginny?"
"Why the hell do you all take off shoes?"
"Because it's the part of clothing that is the least necessary, you dummy."
"But it's boring just seeing you three without shoes! Take off your shirts or pants. Make this game more interesting!"
"Merlin, sis, when did you turn into hormone racking teenager?"
"About three years ago, moron. So who's the dummy here?"
"Hey, don't you dare to talk with me like this! I'm your older brother!"
"Older but sillier."
It seemed that the two siblings were going to begin fighting until Sirius decided to interrupt. Again.
"Don't start you two. You promised me that there will be no fighting this night."
"To be exact, Sirius, Ron only promised that he will kill Ginny tomorrow. He didn't mention that they won't fight," grinned Harry.
"Whose part are you taking?"
"I'm just being fair."
"Then don't."
"What kind of educating is it? As my godfather you should be happy I'm such a good boy and am fair."
"Not when it is against me. We need to have a long talk about what is good and what is bad, my boy," Sirius' speech was stopped by a croak coming from Hermione.
"Don't want to interrupt you 'father and son' chat but would you mind leaving it for some other day? We have a hormone racking teenager here who wants to see you guys a bit less clothed so we better get back to the game or I don't know what she can do. Everyone agrees?"
"Yes ma'am," chorused four voices in the room.
"So now, Ginny, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Oh I think the collection of lonely shoes in this room is going to get bigger soon. Break your wand."
"Hey, you know that no self-respecting wizard would do that!"
"I would," intervened Sirius.
"We are talking about self-respecting wizards!"
"Sorry, missed that part... Wait a minute, what are you trying to say with that, Ron?" asked in mock insulted voice Sirius.
"Nothing at all, forget I said something. So Ginny, what are you going to do?"
"Just this," she answered taking off shoes.
"So who is not making this game interesting this time? Where did that speech about taking off shirts of pants go? If you would show us an example then maybe we would follow the suit." grinned Harry.
"Sorry, not in the mood today. But maybe Ron would be willing to show us an example? Truth or dare, Ron?"
"What the hell, truth."
"Tell everyone everything about Mr Plushy."
Harry, Sirius and Hermione pricked up their ears while Ron all turned red.
"I heard it somewhere," remembered Harry. "I heard you saying this name in your sleep a few times!"
"Still dreaming it, big brother?"
"I smell an interesting story here, or is it the smell of my shoes? Back to the topic, Ron, we're waiting," said impatiently Sirius.
"There's nothing to tell..."
"Then why are you so red?"
"Mr Plushy was my teddy bear."
"And...?"
"And that's all."
"Oh come on, Ron, tell them the entire story."
There's nothing to tell. When I was three dad bought him to me and when I was four Fred and Gorge drowned him in the pond near our house."
"They drowned him?" Hermione couldn't believe.
"Yes. They were angry on me for playing with their toy-wands so they tied Mr Plushy to the stone and threw in the water. I didn't talk to them for a year."
"And that's not all. Tell them about your nightmares, bro."
"What nightmares?" cocked his ears Sirius. "Don't say that you had nightmares about that bear?"
"Hey, I was just a kid. And those nightmares were really horrible. Dad even had to take me to wizard psychologist because I couldn't sleep at all."
"But it seems he hadn't helped you. From what Harry said I can guess that you still have these nightmares. Is Mr Plushy still accusing you for his death?"
"Don't say that little teddy-bear came back from dead world and is trying to make you feel guilty for his death? Maybe you even see his ghost? Or do you hear his voice in your head?" laughed Sirius.
"It's not funny at all."
"Well if you would see what I see in my imagination then you wouldn't say that. Just imagine a ghost of a teddy bear rattling the chains and saying in deadly voice: "You are guilty for my early death. If you hadn't played with those toy-wands I would still be alive!! It's all your fault! I will haunt you all your life and you won't find peace anywhere!!" Sirius imitated the situation so realistic that everyone in the room was rocking with laughter. Even Ron couldn't help himself from laughing.
"Stop, Sirius, or we'll explode from too much laughing."
"And you said that it's not funny."
"You win. I lose and take back my words. From this aspect it really is funny."
"I told you, I told you. Tonight, kids, you will learn a very important lesson. Listen carefully - Sirius Black, master of pranks, king of jokes, lord of marauding, also known as Padfoot, is always right. And no exceptions."
"If you say so my dear godfather..."
"You somehow don't seem convinced."
"Oh but I am. You know that I would never lie to you."
"I hope you wouldn't."
"Hey don't start this 'father and son' conversation again! Better, Harry, choose truth or dare."
"Truth."
"Do you really think that our beloved Sirius Black is always right?"
"You're a traitor, Ron!"
"Sorry, had to do this," Ron grinned. "So the answer is..."
"No offence, Padfoot, but no."
"Then I'll just have to prove it. And trust me I will."
"I don't think so, but you can try if you want. OK, Hermione, truth or dare?"
TBC
A/N: Hey, no reviews, no fun to write, no fun to write - long or even no updates. R&R folks!