Disclaimer: I don't see why I bother. No one reads this stuff anyway. Oh well I don't own anything.
A/N: I am so very sorry that the last chapter was so short. This chapter will be better I promise!!
Also I am sooo sorry this chapter has taken so long as well.
Exams and all!
Parvati stood up grinning in Harry's direction, this was going to be the perfect pay back material for the Yule ball, and she had to get a camera.
She turned to Lavender.
"Lav...do by any chance know where Colin Creevey is?" she smiled sweetly at her best friend.
Lavender frowned slightly "no...why?" Parvati leaned in and began to explain her plan.
Ron looked up from where he was now sitting just in front of one of the couches on the floor, picking some thread out of his Weasley jumper.
Those girls were acting weird.
Parvati was grinning like a Cheshire cat and kept glancing at Harry who had finished his wrestling match with Dean and was now leaning against the table panting slightly. Then she turned away and whispered to Lavender, who then joined in staring at Harry.
Ron narrowed his eyes; he didn't like the looks they were throwing.
Ginny then got up from her seat and joined them. They began to whisper to her and her eyes widened with shock, and then she too began to grin.
The three girls stood up and made their way over to him. He felt a bit confused wasn't the dare for Harry?
Ginny climbed up onto the couch called over the noise.
"Everyone!!" she called "everyone settle down!! We have the dare for Harry" she sent a large grin his way and he started to sink into the couch pillows.
"Alright! So the dare for Harry is..." a smirk began to grace her features and she eyed Harry dangerously.
"Harry...Lavender has a lovely pair of black and red lacy panties that we think would match your hair beautifully" she looked up from the spot of floor she was staring at to look straight into his horrified face.
Ron clapped his best friend on the back and chocked out a 'good luck mate' and removed himself from Harry's side to sit next to Hermione.
Harry was speechless.
He had to refuse! Lavenders panties!!
He looked around wildly for a way out, his shoulders slumped as he realised there was none.
Harry plucked up the last of his Gryffindor courage and raised his chin. Squaring his shoulders back he marched towards Lavender who was waving the offending garment.
He plucked them out of her hand and stalked towards the boys' dorm to change. Glancing back he was very pleased to see the entire common room was silent, all staring at him as if they did not expect him to actually go through with the dare.
Harry sent a smirk their way and disappeared through the door.
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Hermione was pacing in front of the door to the boys dormitories, waiting for Harry to emerge, when she heard a muffled voice come from within the room.
Pressing her ear against the door she listened closely.
"Harry?", grasping the handle she pushed the door open to reveal Harry standing on his bed holding a bottle of firewhisky in one hand, the bra in the other and singing at the top of his voice.
"We all live in a yellow submarine! A yellow submarine, yellow submarine!" he cried at the top of his lungs. As he twirled around on the bed, he caught glimpse of Hermione and stopped mid song.
"We all live...oh hello 'mione!" he slurred and jumped off the bed with a slight thump. His face broke out into a broad drunken grin and he stumbled his way over to her.
Grasping her by the shoulders he leaned into her face and whispered, well not so much whispered but said rather loudly though you could tell he was trying to whisper "Hermione..." he said very seriously clasping her shoulders for support "...did you know?..." his eyes were wide and he looked very panicked "...that we live in a yellow submarine with....Ringo Starr!" he glanced around wildly and let go of Hermione only to stumble back to the bed and continue singing loudly while twirling around in a circle.
Hermione stood dumbfounded for a few minutes before regaining her composer.
Turning around she walked through the door and back to the couches.
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As soon as she opened the door Ron came rushing up to her.
"Well" he said expectantly looking around behind Hermione "where is he?" Hermione gave a silent knowing smile and lead Ron over to the couches so she could address the group.
"Harry has put on the underwear and is now in the dorm twirling around in a circle singing 'yellow submarine' and talking about being stalked by Ringo Starr" Ron's jaw dropped and Seamus raised his eyebrows.
"Well that means Harry's out of the game" Seamus leaned back against the couch and took a deep breath.
"So...who's next?" Seamus breathed and leaned forward to grasp another bottle of firewhisky; he uncorked the top and took a swig of it before setting it down onto his stomach and surveyed the group.
Everyone looked at each other, a bit uneasy.
Dean took a swig of his firewhisky and stepped forward to take the challenge, the bottle swaying in his hand as he stood.
Seamus was about to ask him the question when his face fell and he became unusually quiet. His cheeks became devoid of colour and he gulped audibly.
"P...Prro...professor McGonagall" He stuttered as he stumbled back and hit the wall with a 'thump'.
Dean Whirled around to find Professor Minerva McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house, deputy head mistress (in case anyone didn't know) standing by the door way, her eyebrows raised, a grim smile on her face.
Ron blanched.
"What are you all doing?!" she said pulling her tartan dressing gown around her more firmly and stepping into the room.
At that precise moment Harry decided that he had, had far too much fun in the dorm by himself and decided to grace them with his stumbling half dressed lacy garmented self.
The door swung open and he charged in, only to realise what had happened and turned around to 'charge' back through the door again.
"STOP!" McGonagall ordered pointing a shaking finger at the lingerie clad Harry. Harry froze mid track and slowly turned around his glasses sat crookedly on his nose as he funeral marched his way over to Ron.
"You are all in so much trouble!" she yelled, they all flinched.
"Get back into your proper dormitories this minute! And If I so much hear a peep from one of you, you'll have so much detention you grandchildren will be staying after classes!"
The boys said goodnight to all the girls and they all headed their separate ways.
A/N: okay end of a chappie! Only one more to go till it's finished...oh sigh how depressing.