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uasoccerbear08-They know about the movies through the magic of fan fiction, and snogging is just plain fun!

After about ten minutes of scheming, pining, and snogging, our good friends decided to get back to their lovely game of Truth or Dare.

"So, where were we?" Draco asked, excited to get back into the game.

"Somebody is a bit impatient," Harry replied, smirking.

"Stupid Potter…with your stupid near mullet…and your stupid, stupid-"

"Quit fighting you too!" Ginny yelled at them. "It's my turn! So…Neville, truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"Okay…why do you like Herbology so much?"

Neville's eyes darted from side to side for a second, then he answered, while hanging his head in shame.

"Because…I have a crush on Professor Sprout…" he mumbled.

"What was that, Neville?" Luna looked up at him.

"I mean, not anymore, of course darling!"

"That's better…"

"Okay, so…it's my turn?"

"Yes, Neville," Hermione said to him. She was already bored with the game, but she was enjoying snuggling with Ron.

"Okay…Ron…truth or dare?"

"Dare!" Ron answered, seeming very proud of himself.

"Okay, I dare you to…write that you love Hermione in the sky!"

Ron seemed to not want to do that for a moment, until Hermione nudged him. Hard. He stood up and wrote, "I, Ronald Weasley, Love Hermione Granger," in the sky. Hermione was gleaming as Ron sat back down.

"Okay, Harry, truth or dare?"

"Dare!" Harry answered.

"Oh, Harry, you walked straight into that one!" Ron laughed.

"What do you mean?" Harry answered.

"Well, wait and see…sucker!"

"Oh, just tell me, Ron!"

"Okay…I dare you to go down to the Transfiguration classroom and proclaim your everlasting love to Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter!" Ron gleamed.

"But Ron, we can't leave, remember!"

"Oh…right…well, do it tomorrow morning then!"

"Oh, fine. Besides, that leaves space open for more chapters in this story," Harry said, shrugging. Cheering could be heard from the Harry/McGonagall shippers from far away as they read this story, but nobody heard it, due to the huge lack of Harry/McGonagall shippers.

"Anyways, Draco, truth or dare?"

"Dare, Potter."

"Okay, I dare you too…" Harry thought for a moment. He then laughed. "I dare you to give yourself a mullet!"

"Never! I would rather give myself yellow hair!" he yelled, then Hermione spoke to him.

"Actually, due to the present yellow-ness of your hair, you must simply do anything we tell you to do and cannot be exempt by dying your hair a more yellow-esque color.."

"Oh…fine!"

Draco put his wand up to his head and turned his hairstyle into a yellow mullet, a tear falling from his eyes. Suddenly, Ginny began to stare at him. She stared and stared, until she finally ran into his arms and kissed him. Harry ran over and tried to pull them apart, but he was unsuccessful.

"Hey! The summary said I would get Ginny!" He cried.

"Oh, Harry," Luna said to him softly. "You should know that those summaries don't mean anything."

Harry thought for a moment. "Yeah…that's true actually…but Ginny?"

"Yeah, Harry?" Ginny said, pulling away from Draco for a moment.

"Know that I will always love you."

"Sure…whatever…Draco darling, I think it's your turn."

Malfoy blew a raspberry at Harry before beginning.

"Okay…Granger. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth, Malfoy," Hermione answered.

"Okay…at the Yule Ball, were you wearing a wig?" he asked, and Hermione tried to run away suddenly. Neville tackled her down and pushed into the circle, so she was worrying-ly close to the fire.

"Yes! I'll admit it! My hair is far too insane to actually be straightened! There! Are you happy now!"

Ron looked at Hermione. "Hey, then why don't you where the wig every single day?"

"Why don't I call you Won-Won for the rest of your life?" Hermione replied, with a shrill tone.

"Point taken."

"Now, Luna, Truth or Dare?" Hermione asked, moving back beside Ron.

"Truth."

"Okay…why are you so weird?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Just because."

"Huh?" Hermione asked, confused.

"I am what I am because who I am is what I is," Luna replied, gleaming.

"Whatever. You know…I hardly care anymore! Your turn, Luna!"

"Okay, Draco Malfoy…truth or dare?"

"Hey, I just went!" Draco whined. Everyone glared at him. "Oh, fine! Truth! No more mullets!"

"What happened on your little escapade with Pansy Parkinson last week, Mr. Draco Malfoy?" Luna asked him. His eyes darted towards Ginny and back to Luna, until he finally answered.

"I kissed her…a few times…"

"What! You jerk!" Ginny yelled at him, slapping him in the face.

"Well, what can I say!"

"That's it, we are over! OVER!" and she walked across the circle, to sit far away from Malfoy.

"Fine…truth or dare Ms. Jealousy!"

"I'll take dare! Because I'm not a wuss like you who has to kiss ugly girls like Pansy Parkinson!"

"Wow…that made no sense…" Ron proclaimed as he looked to Hermione for clarification. She shrugged.

"Just ignore them sweetie."

"Okay."

"Anyway, Ms. Needy McClingy," Draco interrupted. "I dare you to go and be Potter's little girlfriend over there!"

Harry beamed and straightened up surprisingly quickly, out of surprise and happiness. Ginny walked over to him and planted a huge kiss on his lips. Ron put his head in his hands and spoke:

"I don't know whether I should beat you up for kissing my sister, or praise you for finding a way to get her to be quiet."

"I'll take the latter, Ron."

"Okay. How about I beat up Malfoy, then? For breaking her heart!"

"Sounds like a wonderful idea," Luna proclaimed.

"Yeah," Neville continued, "It sounds like fun!"

"No, please don't!" Malfoy yelled, but they had already started moving towards him. Then, they all stopped, fell backwards, and staring rolling around and laughing.

"What, what is so funny?" Draco yelled at them.

"Your…your hair!" Hermione said to him.

"I think you messed up your spell a bit…" Harry continued.

"Yeah, because it's staring to get hot pink spots in it!" Ginny finished. Draco fumed and began to run his hands through his yellow polka dot mullet.

"I hate you all," he decided. Then Neville spoke up.

"Hey, I'm getting tired…don't you all think we should get some rest?"

"Yeah, I do," Hermione agreed. "Besides, we have to be wide awake to watch Harry proclaim his everlasting love to McGonagall!" she laughed.

"Oh, shut up! Let's just go to bed!" Harry yelled at her, and went to lie down on the ground. Everyone else found a spot of floor and fell asleep. All of them except for Draco. He stayed awake for a long time.

"Why am I so alone…I'm so alone…" he cried into his knees. Suddenly, a bright light shone down from a space shuttle and a man with red slits for eyes began to speak to him.

"Draco…defy the evil hippie Headmaster…or I shall give you a mullet!"

"Nah. I already have a mullet, thanks to these bullies."

"So, you won't follow me?"

"Nah, no thanks."

"Fine. Wanna play cards?" the seemingly evil man asked.

"Sure."

And they played poker for a while, whilst making conversation.

"Hey, don't you know my dad?" Draco asked the man.

"Um…no…" The Man answered, his eyes darting from side to side.

"So…what do you do for a living?"

"Um…I have to go…" The Man suddenly decided, and was beamed back up into his space shuttle.

"Well, he seemed nice," Draco decided, and fell asleep on the ground.