"Truth or dare?" she asked.

"Dare," he replied petulantly. "While Truth may lead to, shall I say, things better left unmentioned, it's obvious that you can't come up with a dare up to my standards of a good dare."

He laughed at the way she was getting riled up at his words, and a light pink blush stained her cheeks.

But his words put an idea in to Hermione's head, erasing all other notions of puny, pitiful, pathetic dares that a young child could think of, and most certainly better.

"Try me," she said nonchalantly, looking to him as if she was trying to be graceful and carefree even if her dare well, sucked.

"Fine. What's the dare?"

"I dare you to dress up in a pink bunny suit, and parade around in it at all the tourist attractions and various other places for one full day. I'll make the list and get the bunny suit to you by tomorrow," she said deviously, entertained by the rage and resentment that formed on his handsome face.

"I wouldn't be seen dead in a bunny suit! Least of all pink!" he spat, going deathly pale.

"Then we'll just have to kill you so you don't know," she said, enjoying herself.

"I'd rather go starkers!" he hissed.

"No, I like the bunny suit better. It's the original dare anyway. But back to the whole topic of killing you. I can just see the headlines now: Draco Malfoy Found Dead in an Alleyway Wearing a Pink Bunny Suit," she laughed. "Ooh, wait, hey Draco, even if you do dress up, can I still kill you? That would be so much fun!"

"You'd better be joking, Granger," he growled.

"About the whole killing thing? Yes. That would totally mess up my record. But about the pink bunny suit dare? No. It's a good dare, is it not?"

"Fine. I'll do it. But only if I get to make or find the bunny suit. You can still give me the list of places, but I want to be able to choose how best to publically humiliate myself."

Hermione grinned. "Your acceptance itself was music to my ears."

Draco muttered something that sounded very unpleasant under his breath. Hermione only laughed more.

"Okay, so it's my turn now. I choose you, Hermione."

Hermione threw him a comfortable glance from a beanbag chair. "Oh, are you planning to get back at me? What if I choose truth?"

"No matter," he replied casually.

"If you say so. I choose Truth."

"That's want you want?" he asked, smirking rather...deviously. It made her nervous. She nodded anyway. "Okay, that's what you get. Who are the people you have ever liked, as in a romantic relationship, when, and why?"

Hermione blushed, rather profoundly, and it showed rather obviously, for it colored her cheeks a rather bright, dark red.

"Hmmm. Contradictory," came from Draco.

"What is?" piped up Ginny.

"You see, Granger just blushed. Heavily. The color is a bright, dark red. How can that be, though it is an accurate description?"

"Very intriguing I'm sure," cut in Hermione sarcastically. She had gone back to her normal color. "Do you want to get on with my Truth answer or not, because I'd be plenty happy to skip. And now you're suddenly analyzing my every move?"

"Oh yes, do go on with it Granger. But you were the only thing I could look at because I am madly in love with you and my heart will burn if I even try to take my eyes off of you." said Draco even more sarcastically than she had been, though he also said it rather dramatically.

"My first ever crush was David Malcoces, my childhood best friend. It was when I was seven, and it was because he had been my best friend for what seemed like forever. I had a crush on him until I was around eleven and a half, when he moved to France."

"Four and a half years, Granger?" exclaimed Draco. "Did you ever even tell him or did he already have a girlfriend?"

Hermione shrugged. "David and I were the best of friends, extremely close. I didn't want to ruin that. And I think that he knew, and he didn't mind, hopefully, but I wasn't all the way sure. And I didn't want to take my chances. He never even got a girlfriend, even though a lot of girls went after him. Once I told him that I was going to a boarding school, he told me he was moving that year, and in all likelihood, I'd never see him again. So it my crush started fading away because I hadn't seen him in eight months."

"Next one." Draco commanded, rather robotically.

"My next crush was when I was fourteen, and it was Viktor Krum. That only lasted for a year, and because of the distance, it didn't really work out. And then in fifth year I had a crush on Ron for about a month or so, but it wasn't big. Seventh year I liked Moransis Rafupter."

"Who?" asked Ginny.

"Moransis Rafupter. He is the guy that works with me, Gin."

"But you weren't working yet! " Ginny protested, confused.

"Training, basically. I needed to have some experience when I started. And he was, and still is, adorable. He was training too, since he's the same age."

"What does he look like now?" questioned Draco.

"Why are you interested in my love life?" Hermione skillfully parried.

"I figured that it would be a great way to embarrass you. But I didn't know all of the people on the list, considering there are only four, and you don't like Weasley anymore, so I couldn't blackmail you with the threat of breaking his heart because it's obvious that he likes you."

"No, I meant asking about how Moransis looked. If you must know, he's got dark brown hair with dark red highlights in it, natural of course. And he has gorgeous hazel eyes. Perfect, white, straight teeth. That being the first thing I noticed," and with the last statement, Hermione threw a glance at Ginny, and they seemed to be sharing some kind of inside joke, both were smiling.

"I dunno. I was just curious on how your taste differs. To get full input, I need David's appearance too. What's he like?" Draco replied to her questions with grace and ease.

"David had dark, dark, blue eyes, and black hair, at least that's how he looked last time I saw him." She answered dreamily. But her mood changed suddenly when her dreamy thoughts adjusted to her surroundings and turned into anger. "And who are you to be talking about my love life? You seem to have a different girlfriend every week! That's how it was at Hogwarts, and I seriously doubt that you've changed your ways."

"You can doubt me all you want, but I'll tell you that I haven't had a girlfrind in at least four entire years! Not for lack of all those girls trying, though."

"And how old exactly are you now?" Hermione queried sceptically.

"I'm twenty-one, same as you!" he answered.

"You were seventeen when you graduated Hogwarts, right? And how do you know my age?!?!"

"Yes. I have my ways. Anyway, it would seem that you could only be some months either way, if we're both in the same year."

"Ah, I see. Basic logic. I should have thought of that." Hermione seemed to notice something, forming a questioning look. "Why did you say that Ron liked me, Draco?"

"Can't you figure anything out? To try to provoke you, of course. And to get me out of this stupid game." Draco said mock contemptously.

"Everyone knows that Ron is dating Luna, they get along fantastically. Sort of, at least. Why are you disagreeing now? It was you who agreed to play 'this stupid game' in the first place!"

He had, in fact, agreed. Upon entry, when he quickly recognized the girls, they had immediately bombarded him with pleas to play Truth or Dare with them. He had good-naturedly said yes, and then the games had begun. Draco seemed to be forgetting that.

Of course, this was the changed Draco. Many may say that Draco would absolutely not have changed from his personality that had made itself known at Hogwarts. How wrong they had been.

No one had known what would have happened at the final battle, the great war. They had all suspected many would die, and yet fewer would be left to grieve. They had suspected that all hope would be lost. How wrong they were.

"Hello? You two there? Earth to Hermione and Draco!" said Ginny, waving her arms in front of their faces.

Both had been lost in thought.

"So, are we going to finish this game?"

Okay, guys I tried to leave it off on a cliffhanger as best as I could. More shall be revealed, a lot more, next chapter. And you'll learn what happened in the war, and the rest of the game.

Ooh, I had a challenge for you guys. Whoever guesses the outcome of the war wins virtual cookies, brownies, and your hearts desire! Plus a chapter dedicated to you!

This was a challenge I took, and only two of the requirements have been met. Many more will be met in the next chapter.

And sorry if this chapter has mistakes, I didn't have time to let AniDragon and Jenna beta it! So I used Michaela! Thank you soo much Sovuroko!

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