If any of you were wondering, yes Bo' Selecta is a real TV. show here in Britain where a bloke takes the mikey out of and stalks celebs. Really great entertainment, I don't know if it actually made it over to the states, as it could only be shown at 11pm or after in Britain and you guys have a stricter set of broadcasting rules than us I think? Oh well on with the story!

Chapter two: Truth or Dare?

Hermione looked at him. Draco Malfoy her worst enemy was asking her to play a drinking game with him? It was really unreal.

"Truth," she replied her voice tone even.

He looked at the ceiling for a moment, probably for some inspiration. Finding none, he examined Hermione. Hmmm what nasty little things did he want to know about her??

"Who was your first kiss with?" that was a good one, now the little mud blood was looking all embarrassed and looking down into the bottom of her shot glass. Probably never kissed any one in her life.

"Well, if you can't tell me you have to do another shot," Draco drawled.

"Neville," came a small voice. Merlin she would rather tell the ferret that than have to face another mouthful of hairspray.

"What?!? Longbottom!! When? And for merlin's sake why??" Draco said completely astounded, if anyone he was expecting either Harry or Ron, not stupid fat Neville.

"I believe it's my turn to ask the questions now Ferret face," Hermione retorted gaining her dignity back, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare" Malfoy said boldly, I mean this was Hermione; her idea of a terrible dare was not to study for a day!

"ok then, I dare you to....steal a pair of Pansy's underwear and wear them for a full day, and you have to prove that you are wearing them somehow, and since I know you can't do it now it has to be done by the end of this week,"

This was so good! This would mean Draco would actually have to touch Pansy AND wear a pair of her knickers!

"Fine," Draco replied huffily, but one thing he didn't know, was how to prove he was wearing them. Oh well he would think about that tomorrow, he should really be asleep, he has a lot of new first years to terrorise tomorrow.

"Please try and not snore loudly mud blood," and without a second glance Draco went up the green corridor towards his bedroom, leaving Hermione sitting on the couch confused and alone.

One minute he was nasty mud blood hating Draco, the next he was almost like her friend? Oh well, better just take that bottle of vodka with her, just in case...Dumbledore came in, yeah just in case Dumbledore came in.

Hermione's P.O.V.

God it was morning already. My head was killing me and my stomach was churning. That vodka of Malfoy's I had taken upstairs with me last night, looked really tempting sitting there on my bedside table, so I just kind of mixed it with a bottle or two of coke I transfigured and watched a few Episodes of Bo' Selecta! From a transfigured TV. and I drank ALL the vodka, and I mean all of it. I'm glad it's only the first day, classes shouldn't be to hard, but then there's Harry and Ron, if I'm not my usual know-it-all self they will worry and won't fuck off.

Don't get me wrong they are my best friends and I do love them, but I just don't have anything in common with them. They expect me to be a know-it-all teacher's pet bookworm all the time, and if I ever do anything out of that character they start asking a lot of questions. Wonder what they would of thought of me drinking with Malfoy last night?? Oh if I could of seen their faces...

Anyway, time to get up get dressed and face this awful, awful day......

..... As I entered the great hall there was a buzz of excitement in the air, first day of school, who would they have classes with etc. I have never shared this excitement it's always the start of another year of not acting like myself, becoming trapped in someone else's personality, only to be free when summer comes around again. Harry looks up at me from the Gryffindor table and waves madly for me to come and join them. Ron looks up at me then looks away again. He thinks I don't know he's in love with fake Hermione.

I smile and start to walk towards them, when a hand taps me on the shoulder. I spin around to come face to face with a cross looking Malfoy.

"You stole my vodka," god he sounds pissed off, but it was only a little bit of vodka. Well if it was only a little why do you have a hangover today then?

"Erm..." I couldn't think of what to say to him, because I had stolen from him.

"Now you have to make it up to me,"

"I'll pay you back I sw....." I started to try and grovel, but he interrupted.

"I don't want money. Truth or Dare?" what was this guy on? Seriously. I steal from him and he wants to play a game? What am I thinking? Oh well better go along with it. I can see in his eyes what he wants me to say. I know i'm going to regret this.

"Dare" we were starting to earn a few stares from the rest of the great hall. Hopefully this wouldn't take long, I still wanted a coffee before classes and me faking began.

"You have to snog the face off Weasel, and make it look believable mud blood," and he was gone again. God the nerve of the guy! He wanted me to snog my best friend just for stealing off him? But if I don't then everyone will find out and then I really won't have any true friends.

I continued my walk across the great hall towards our table, there was Ron, stealing glances when he thought no one was looking. Oh god what was I about to do to him? I sat down purposefully next to him; he turned to offer his morning smile to me, to be met by my lips crashing against his. I could see his eyes go wide with shock, and then he started to relax, I ran my tongue across his top lip asking for entrance, to which he willingly gave.

Now don't get me wrong Ron was a good kisser but it just didn't feel right. His lips felt too big against mine. I felt his hand go into my hair and start to caress it. I hoped my revulsion wasn't showing to the rest of the world. I heard a few wolf whistles start to sound in the background. I tore away from Ron to look around. All eyes were on us. Oh fuck. I could see Malfoy smirking at me from the slytherin table, he nodded as if 6to say "we're even." And I did the only thing I could think of doing right at that moment. I bolted from the great hall.