"Pillow fight!" shouted Hermione, as she flung a pillow at Professor Snape. He didn't look too enthusiastic about the whole thing.
"Oh come on!" said Hermione. "You're in a fanfic! You can act completely out of character. So loosen up and start fighting!"
Apparently Hermione's little speech had a big impact on ol' Sevvy. He picked up a pillow and jovially whacked Hermione with it.
"Nice shot, Sevvy!" she said.
Parvati, who had just gotten smacked in the face looked rather sick of pillow fighting. "Ooh!!! Let's sing into our hairbrushes now!! And after that we can play truth or dare some more!" she squealed.
"Again with the squealing. How many times to I have to tell you about the squealing?" demanded Hermione. "But I'm game for the hairbrush thing," she added as she picked up a glittery pink hairbrush.
"Oooh!! Let's sing something by Hilary Duff!!!" squealed Lavender.
"Yeah... if you want me to commit suicide. Let's sing Flesh For Fantasy by Billy Idol!" said Hermione. She started bouncing up and down and singing.
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Snape jumped on the bed. He picked up a shiny purple hairbrush and started singing while throwing in some appropriate pelvic thrusts.
Sing it
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy
"Oooh!! Sing it!" squealed Parvati.
"You the MAN!" squealed Lavender.
"Okay, okay, now it's time for Truth or Dare!" said Hermione. "Lavender, you start."
"Umm, Parvati, truth or dare?" asked Lavender.
"Truth." she replied.
Lavender thought for a minute, "What's your favorite color?"
"You have no idea how to play, do you?" said Professor Snape. "Let me ask a question instead. Have you ever used food as a sexual aid?"
"Eww!" squealed Lavender. "We're young girls, so therefore we must deny ever doing anything sexual or risk being called a slut forever."
"Oh shut up, Lavender. That's the kind of attitude that holds us back," said Hermione. "So Parvati, what's your answer?"
Parvati looked very pale, "Well, since we're all friends and I know I can trust you... there was this one time when I took a cucumber from the kitchen and shoved it...."
"Okay, we all get the picture, Parvati!" said Hermione. "I want to go next, Professor Snape, truth or dare?"
"Dare," he said.
A smile curled over Hermione's lips. Parvati and Lavender gasped. "Nobody ever picks dare from Hermione!" squealed Parvati.
"Yeah, she makes you do bad things... real bad things," squealed Lavender.
"I stick by my dare," he said smugly.
"Hmm, a man after my own heart," said Hermione. "Okay, Professor Snape, I dare you to pretend like you're getting an orga..."
"Ewww!!!!!" squealed Lavender.
"You didn't let me finish," said Hermione hotly. "Pretend like you're getting it from Ron Weasley. And you have to fake it like a girl."
"Double eww!!!" squealed Parvati.
Snape looked at the girls, "You double dare me?" he asked.
They nodded.
He cleared his throat and started, "Oooooh!!! Ron, yes YES YES YES YES!!! HARDER!!! OH RON YOU STUD!! DON'T STOP, oh oh oh oh oh, YES YES YES YES YES!!! Right there!!! Oh you sexy beast!! That red hair is such a turn on!!! YEAH!!! OH OH OH!!! I'm almost there!!! YES YES YES YESSSSSSS AAAAHHHHH!!!"
They all doubled over in laughter. The next day when Ron came to breakfast, they all started cracking up.
"What are you laughing at?" Ron demanded.
"Oh nothing, you sexy beast," replied Hermione, giggling. "Oooh oooh yesss YES YES YES!"
Ron turned to Harry, "What do you spose has gotten into them?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders, "I dunno. Maybe they ate the Cucumber Surprise?"
