A/N: well here is chapter two

The Game Continues

Ron was momentarily pulled from his regret at ending the kiss with Hermione. "Truth, hmm?" Ginny froze at the look in her brother's eye. Oh shit, she thought. What kind of idiot am I? The things he can ask-

"Do you still fancy Harry?"

Damn it. "Well, I… err… umm…" She looked down at her lap, feeling the blush rise in her cheeks. Ron's eyes were like saucers.

"You do?" Ron was so busy staring at Ginny that he failed to notice how Harry was looking at Ginny, until he spoke up.

"Gin?" Gin?!?! Ron thought. Since when has my best mate got a nickname for my little sister? He was a bit angry.

Ginny looked up, her green eyes meeting with Harry's. His expression was unreadable, but she was sick of hiding it. "Yeah Ron, I still fancy Harry." Harry leaned over and kissed her, relief flooding through his veins.

"Mate, you better stop kissing her before I have to break your legs, Harry," Ron said dangerously, his hands already curling into fists.

"Oh Ron, shut up!" Hermione said, but Harry stopped kissing Ginny anyway.

Ginny was overwhelmed. Did Harry just kiss me? Does that mean he likes me? Are we, like dating now? Or- Her thoughts were cut short.

"Gin, it's your turn," Harry said kindly. He was deliriously happy. She was his, his to have, and to hold. And to love, he thought.

"Ronald, darling brother of mine, truth or dare?"

" You aren't getting in my good graces like that, Ginny."

"Don't be silly, dearest brother. Now truth or dare?" Her tone was sickeningly sweet. Ron knew that meant she was planning something. Most likely revenge. He knew he had to choose carefully.

"Hurry up, Ronald, or I shall have to choose for you." Hermione this time.

"Dare." She can dare me to do things, but I won't have to answer any questions this way. Or so he thought.

Ginny leaned over to Harry. "Ron and Hermione are meant for each other. We have to get them together."

"I've got it. Dare Ron to tell Hermione exactly how he feels about her."

"But what if he doesn't know that he likes her?"

"It's the best we have-"

"Am I getting my dare this millennium?"

"Oh Ron, you took ages in deciding we can have a bit of time deciding what to have you do" Ginny replied. "Alright Ron."

Ron gulped.

"I dare you to tell Hermione exactly how you feel about her." Hermione felt sick. Ron was going to say what a great friend she was, how much he was grateful for her friendship, and her heart was going to be broken in the process.

Ron glared at Harry. He was supposed to be his mate, how could he do something like that? "I love her," he found himself saying.

Hermione jolted her head up. Her eyes, already having started filling with tears, were wide. " I- I – Do you really Ron?"

Ron nodded sheepishly. "I love everything about you, Hermione. The way you always know everything, your thirst for knowledge, the way you are passionate about the house elves… I just love you Hermione," And he had never spoken a truer word in his life. He really did love Hermione. He waited for her rejection, saying how she was flattered, but only wanted to be friends, but it never came.

Instead he heard Hermione whisper "I love you too Ron"

A/N: No the story is not done yet I don't think...