A/N- Here is the first part of the Truth or Dare chapter! There is MORE TO COME! Please don't cut my heart out with a spoon if you don't like it, it's just for fun! But anyway, I like it! Yup, so here it is- and once again, whether it's this chapter or the next or the one after that, every couple will have "their chance to shine". And for the supporters of Cho and Lucius, they're coming up soon, so don't worry if you don't see them quite yet, it's gotta fit right. So here we go! R/R!

A/N1.5- Okay, so there isn't any Lucius/Cho plan Truth or Dare in this chapter. But I think the whole Truth or Dare game works really well, and besides, it has to be just the right moment, right? So enjoy a little suspense!

A/N2- IMPORTANT- AFTER July 4, 2003, I WILL BE ON VACATION FOR A LITTLE OVER A WEEK, WHERE I WILL NOT BE WITH A COMPUTER. SO IF I DON'T UPDATE FOR A WEEK, IT'S NOT CUZ I FORGOT OR ANYTHING, IT'S BECAUSE I'M AWAY. PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! AND PLEASE DON'T STOP READING, EITHER. I SWEAR ON THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX THAT I WILL BE BACK TO UPDATING IN A LITTLE OVER A WEEK!

And now, on to the story-

While the soap opera of Percy's life was going on up in the dorms, Cho and Lucius were waiting excitedly for Sirius to jump-start their plan. Even from across the room, they could see that Cissa was actually worried, and certainly in a very bad mood.

"This is completely ridiculous," Cissa said to Lupin, "I should not feel threatened. It's stupid; Cho is just a silly little girl. And besides, I don't want to give Lucius the satisfaction of knowing he's getting to me." Lupin nodded, laughing to himself at the look on her face.

"Cissa, why are you telling me this? You hate me, remember?" he asked curiously. Sevvie, Ally, Sirius, and Parvati, who were still standing with them in their little group, nodded, agreeing with Lupin. Cissa laughed, "You're right. For a second, I forgot what I was saying, I was so busy thinking about-"

But Lucius and Cho walked by from across the room right in the middle of her sentence. Instead of continuing with talking while Lucius and Cho looked at her, trying to figure her out, she suddenly wrapped her arms around Lupin's neck and started snogging him with passion. She continued for over two minutes. Lucius looked at them in shock. Finally, he turned away, walking with Cho to a different part of the room, away from Cissa.

As soon as they were out of sight, Cissa released Remus, who was panting for breath. "What the- what was that?" he asked in shock, "Sirius, am I hallucinating? Did I have too much to drink, or did Narcissa Malfoy just snog me senseless?"

Sirius looked stumped for a second. He was looking from Cissa to Lupin, not believing his eyes. He didn't say anything for a second until Parvati playfully tugged his hair; then he snapped out of his reverie. "Whoa. That was some serious snogging, buddy," he said to Remus, "you weren't dreaming. She snogged you senseless! Really! What was up with that, Cissa?"

She looked completely shocked at herself. "I didn't realize I would stoop that low to get back at my husband. I hope you don't mind being my- vengeance to Lucius, Lupin," she said, smirking, "But I had to do it. I'm not going to let Lucius get away with this ridiculous game he's playing at."

"Speaking of games," Sirius said, seizing the opportunity, "Why don't we get a game of Truth or Dare started?" Parvati laughed. "Great idea, Sirius!" she said, smiling, "How about it, everyone?"

Lupin agreed straightaway. No matter how crazy the idea was, if his best friend suggested it, he was game. Snape, however, didn't look pleased. "That game is so stupid!" he said, shaking his head. Sirius made puppy-dog eyes, pouting. "But Sevvie, you promised," he said sweetly. When Snape wouldn't budge, Sirius looked at Ally pleadingly. She turned to Sevvie and whispered something in his ear. "Alright, alright, you've got your way, Black. I'll play," Snape sighed.

"I'm in too," Ally said. Everyone in the group turned to Cissa. She shrugged. "Do I even have a choice?" she asked. Everyone shook their heads. She really didn't. If Lupin was playing, she had to too, because of the five-foot rule. "Great!" said Sirius, self-satisfied, "I'll be right back. Parvati, you're going to have to come with me because of the whole five foot thing."

Parvati looked a little confused, but followed Sirius just the same. "Where are we going?" she asked as he led her to the place where the staff table usually sat, which was slightly higher up than the rest of the hall. "I'm making an announcement," he said, grinning.

Parvati stood at the foot of the staff table platform, and Sirius climbed up so he was standing on it. "Sonorus," he said, and his voice instantly became magnified. "Hey everyone!" he said, smiling, "how are you all doing?"

Almost everyone in the Great Hall looked up at him. "Good," Sirius smiled, "I have your attention. So anyway, I had an idea. I know, I know, what a shock, right? Well anyway, I'm going to be having a game of Truth or Dare in the Gryffindor common room, so anyone who would like to join me, my lovely date Parvati, my best buddy Remmie, and some other people, please meet me by the Fat Lady in two minutes!"

After muttering "quietus" under his breath, he jumped down off the stage, and he and Parvati walked over to their little group. "Well, let's go!" Sirius said excitedly, leading Parvati, Lupin, Cissa, Sevvie, and Ally out of the Great Hall.

Once they got there, there was already a crowd standing there. Sirius, followed by Parvati, pushed his way to the portrait, intending to let everyone in. He was forced to stop, though, when he realized that he didn't know the password. "Oy! Anyone know the password?" he called loudly to the crowd.

Harry and Ginny walked up to Sirius. Harry whispered him the password (he didn't want any Slytherins who might be standing in the crowd to hear). Sirius then told the Fat Lady the password, and she swung open, allowing everyone to pour into the room, settling themselves on couches, chairs, or the floor.

Sirius hung back to ask the Fat Lady a question. "Um, do you think that you could change the password right now so that no one else will be able to come in and interrupt our game?" he asked, making his best innocent face. The Fat Lady turned to him. "And what would you suggest I change it to?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "How about Sirius Black is hot?" he suggested, laughing.

The Fat Lady shrugged and nodded. Sirius, surprised at the easy response, thanked her and went to sit down next to Parvati. He looked at all the people who had showed up. He was very surprised; he had not known that Truth or Dare would be this popular. It was good that Lucius and Cho had wanted him to get this started up, because he probably would have anyway.

"Alright!" he yelled, catching Cho's 'get the game going' look from a couch, "Let's get this show on the road! It's time for the best Truth or Dare game Hogwarts has ever seen! And there have been a lot! So, who wants to go-"

Before he could continue, everyone's attention diverted to Fred, George, Angelina, Alicia, Oliver, and Katie, who had just walked down the stairs from the dorms and into the common room. "Welcome to Truth or Dare, guys!" Sirius said, "Now take a seat, I was about to ask who wants to go first."

The six newcomers sat down on the floor around an already-full couch. When nobody said anything, Sirius asked again, "So, who wants to go first?" After a second, Fred got a smirk on his face and put his hand up. "I'd be happy to do the honors, Sirius!" he called excitedly.

Sirius grinned. He knew both Fred and George were like Maurauders of the next generation, so he knew that this would be good. "Go right ahead, Fred," he said. Fred grinned. "Okay," he said happily, "Oliver Wood, Truth or Dare?"

George, catching on to his plan, looked up eagerly, waiting to see which Oliver would pick. Katie, Angelina, and Alicia also eyed Fred suspiciously, knowing where he was going. Oliver was weighing his options. Knowing Fred, he knew neither would be good. But he figured (or hoped, at least) that Truth would be slightly safer. "Truth," he said finally, sounding surer of himself than he felt.

Fred smiled in satisfaction. "Great. So Oliver," he said, letting himself linger in an attempt to build up the suspense, "Which base did you and Katie get to tonight, and how was it?" Katie blushed again, redder than ever. Oliver sighed, but was smiling.

"Fred, you are so predictable," he grinned ruefully, "Anyone could have told you that you were going to ask that." Fred laughed. "Yeah, well no matter how obvious it was, you still have to answer," he said, making Oliver too blush.

Everyone looked at Oliver, waiting for him to answer. He was just about to say something when Draco Malfoy interrupted. "Oliver and Katie? Please, everyone knows Oliver is more interested in Percy Weasley," he drawled, sniggering at his own twisted sense of humor.

"Come on, Malfoy, was that really necessary?" Oliver asked slightly darkly, still remembering how Percy had embarrassed him only a little while before. "Yeah Malfoy, I mean, Percy may be interested in guys, but we all know Oliver's as straight as I am!" George said, cracking himself up. "Well then, point proven," Draco said coolly, causing Hermione to give him an aggravated look.

"Alright, whatever," Fred said, looking at Oliver, "just answer the question!" Oliver relented. "Okay, fine Fred. This little piggy went wee- wee-wee, all the way home," he said, laughing. Katie's eyebrow rose so high Cho thought they were going to fly off her head. But luckily, she was able to have a sense of humor about it.

"Oliver, I believe you forgot to tell them how it was. I think was part of Fred's question, wasn't it?" she said coyly. This time, instead of Katie going red, it was Oliver's turn. "Fred, have I mentioned lately that you're a total jerk?" he asked sarcastically, but not really meaning it.

Fred grinned, "Not lately, Oliver, but I'm always happy to hear it! Your lady was right though, I believe I *did* ask that. Now answer me, or it'll get ugly!" At this, Draco Malfoy snorted, and he didn't need to say a word for everyone to realize what he was thinking.

"Alright, it was great. It was really great. Really really great. I mean, never better. Ever. Bloody brilliant. Fabulous. Totally wonderful. Do I have to go on," Oliver asked, smiling at Katie, who beamed back. "All together everyone- AWWWWWWW!!" Fred laughed.

"I think it's my turn to dare or truth someone," Oliver said, looking around at the group of people, "who should I do?" At this, Draco gave another snigger. "Okay, let's hear from the twisted sense of humor of the group. Malfoy, Truth or Dare?" Oliver asked, looking forward to giving the blonde a taste of his own medicine.

Draco looked taken aback. Hermione as his date laughed appreciatively at this, because from the start of their evening, she had felt someone really needed to give the stuck-up jerk what he deserved. Which, in her opinion, was a good kick in the @$$, but this would hopefully be almost as good.

Draco had to seriously consider whether to pick Truth or Dare. Knowing Oliver, neither one would be very good. He figured, though, that Truth would be worse than Dare. Oliver, unfortunately, wouldn't be stupid enough to ask him something easy as a Truth. He'd probably try to think of something really personal, like a secret Draco wouldn't want anyone to know. And so Draco figured, if he picked Dare, he wouldn't have as much to worry about. "I'll take Dare," he replied in a voice much more confident than he felt.

Oliver smiled something that looked remotely like a smirk. "Alright Malfoy. You had this coming, you really did. I feel very sorry for Mione, having to be your date tonight. Unfortunately, I'm not the best at thinking up dares, so this isn't going to be as good as I would hope. But anyway. I dare you to sing I'm Too Sexy while stripping down to your boxers." He said as though daring Draco to refuse.

Draco's normally pale face flushed brilliant pink. He didn't move. "If you're too scared to do the dare, Malfoy, I could always give you a Truth instead," Oliver suggested, eyes glinting. Malfoy caught the look, and shook his head, knowing that whatever Truth Oliver could dream of had the definite possibility of being worse.

"Then let's go then!" Oliver said. Draco stood up. Rising to the occasion, Sirius, Fred, George, Harry, Ron, and a fair amount of other people were chanting "GO! GO!" at the top of their lungs. Pansy Parkinson, sitting next to Ron, was looking excited, as were some other Slytherin girls. Draco's parents were a different story. Lucius looked as though he found the whole thing funny, but couldn't have cared less. Cissa looked shocked. Finally, when he could no longer ignore the "GO!" chant, and Oliver's pushing, Draco started up.

"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts!" he sang a little nervously, as he took of his shirt to reveal a six pack. Some girls started screaming, but a lot of the girls (Gryffindors especially) looked disgusted with the show, and most of the boys involved in the game were laughing too hard to notice.

"And I'm too sexy for Milan, too sexy for Milan, New York and Japan!" he sang, more confidently, this time awkwardly reaching down to take off his socks to throw at Oliver's head. Oliver wrinkled his nose, Pansy Parkinson shrieked with laughter at the look on his face, and everyone else continued watching Draco fulfill the Dare.

"I'm too sexy for your party, too sexy for your party, no way I'm disco dancing!" Draco crooned, laughing to himself as he took off a wristband he had been wearing and threw it to Pansy, who caught it to jealous looks from the other Slytherin girls.

And on it went. Finally, Draco had taken off his shirt, his socks, his shoes, his wristband, his belt, and was down to just his pants, and of course his boxers underneath. This meant that he only had one thing left to throw to complete the Dare. Strangely, although he had been steadily gaining confidence and even having fun during the whole time he had been singing, he seemed reluctant to continue with the end.

But he could not ignore the chants of "GO!", or the smirk he knew would grace Oliver's face if he didn't finish. So he sang, "And I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love, love's going to leave me! And I'm too sexy for this song!" And as he sang the last line, he tossed his pants over by a couch, revealing white boxer shorts with red lip prints all over them.

Everyone burst out laughing. Even Pansy was trying with no avail to hide a snigger. "Those are some really great boxers, Malfoy!" Sirius called through the noise, "Did Daddy give them to you?" Lucius glared at Sirius. "No Black," he snarled, "Daddy did not give him them. You ought to know that I would never buy such a sissy pair of boxers, especially not for my own son!"

Sirius snickered. "Yeah, I suppose you'd let Sevvie buy them for you," he said, looking over at Snape. "Why you-" Snape said, standing up angrily, but Ally Sinistra grabbed his arm. Interestingly enough, he listened to her, and sat back down. Sirius was very taken aback. "Wow. Since when do you listen to anybody but the little voices in your head, Sev?" he asked, laughing. Snape contemplated this for a second. "Since now," he said, and left it at that.

After Draco had collected all his clothes and put them back on slightly embarrassedly, he said in a spoiled tone, "It's my turn to dare someone!" Everyone laughed at how stupid he sounded. "Then what are you waiting for, ask someone!" Hermione said obviously. Draco flushed slightly, realizing she was right.

"Okay---Ron Weasley, Truth or Dare?" Draco asked sneeringly, causing Ron to get a very nervous look on his face, and Hermione to shoot him a look of sympathy. Ron debated. Truth or Dare, Truth or Dare? With Malfoy, either one was sure to be torture. He figured Truth would be worse though. Malfoy could ask him something really awful. "Dare," he said squeakily, looking queasy.

Malfoy's smirk widened, making Ron regret ever deciding to play. Malfoy, unfortunately for Ron, was cunning and smart as well as mean, and knew just how to make Dare just as embarrassing for Ron as Truth would have been, if not more so.

"Alright Weasel. I Dare you to switch underwear for the rest of the game with the person playing that you have the biggest crush on. And if you lie- I'm sure I could find someone who'd be willing to lend a little Veritaserum," Draco drawled, enjoying the effect of these words on Ron, who went pale now, rather than red.

"Um- uh- um," Ron stuttered. Draco looked at him, faking concern. "Aw, Weasley, if you're too much of a scaredy-cat, we can think of something else," he said snidely. Ron shook his head, and Hermione looked at Draco, thinking to herself that he was even meaner than she had thought. "No, I'll do it," Ron gulped resolutely.

Draco nodded, pleased. He was really looking forward to this. "Good," he said happily, "go on then, ask whoever it is if they would mind switching underwear with you. Not that they can refuse, of course. This is, after all, Wizards Truth or Dare. But it does you so much to be polite and ask first."

Ron, looking almost as sick as he had when he had accidentally put the Slug-Belching charm on himself, got up and walked the short distance over to his crush. "Hermione?" he asked nervously, "Can we- er- switch underwear?"

Hermione looked away from Draco, who she had been glaring at, and turned to Ron, blushing redder than Katie had when she had been caught with Oliver. "Well Mudblood, I guess the Weasel has made his decision," Draco said, laughing, "why don't you two just go right into that bathroom over there [he motioned to the bathroom a few feet away from the fireplace] and switch."

"DON'T call her a Mudblood!" Ron said instinctively, making Hermione go scarlet again. "It's okay Ron," Hermione said, but she was smiling, "Let's just get this over with." They walked toward the bathroom, but they had only gotten five feet away from the group when they suddenly saw silver sparks fly out of nowhere, and Pansy and Draco were lifted from their seats and over to Ron and Hermione, respectively.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Ron asked, surprised. Hermione gave him a look that clearly said 'watch your mouth'. "I think we went too far away from our partners," Hermione said smartly. She was right. "Well Malfoy, I guess that means we're going to have to call off the Dare," she said, showing no emotion, neither pleased nor disappointed.

Malfoy shook his head. "You underestimate me, Mudblood," he drawled. "DON'T call her that!" Ron said again, looking really annoyed. "Pardon me Weasel, I meant to say Granger. Anyway," Draco continued, "as I was saying, Pansy and I can just stand outside the door while you two make the switch. So, no excuses. Get in there, and switch."

Both Ron and Hermione glared at him, but had no choice but to walk into the bathroom, only too aware of the peering eyes of the whole room. Hermione shut the door behind them, and was relieved to have it be just her and Ron, as opposed to her, Ron, and the whole world.

"Whoa!" Ron said, looking around, "so this is what a real girl's loo like! Moaning Myrtle's toilets were cheap! There's even a couch in here!" His eyes fell on the couch, which looked so inviting that he promptly sat down on it, wishing that the boy's bathrooms had this sort of 'luxury'.

"Honestly Ron, sometimes I think you don't know anything," Hermione said, laughing at how excited Ron was getting over a stupid couch. Apparently, Ron, in his excitement over the couches, had forgotten that Hermione was even there, because he jumped with a start when she said that.

"So," he said nervously, "I guess we're in here on a mission, not just to sit on the couch, huh?" Hermione nodded, suddenly looking just as nervous. "I cannot believe Draco is actually going to make us do this. This is really going to be embarrassing," she murmured, looking down at her hands.

"Hey, at least we're friends. It's not as if I'd do this with Pansy or somebody," Ron said as though that decided the matter. Hermione nodded. "Well let's get a move on," she said. Ron nodded, and started to take off his jeans. "Ron! Oh my god, I'm way too nervous, how about we go into the stalls and hand the underwear to each other?" she suggested quickly and nervously.

Ron blushed, and immediately walked into a stall. Hermione followed suite. "Er-here you go," said Ron after a second, handing her a pair of boxers over the stall wall. Hermione took them and looked at them. She was happy to see that they did not have lips on them, like Malfoy's had, but were orange, with the words "Chudley Cannons" printed around them.

Hermione quickly slipped into them, and then, blushing furiously, handed Ron her own underwear. "Hermione," Ron said, aghast, "you were wearing a thong!" Hermione nodded, and then realizing Ron couldn't see her through the stalls, said, "Yes" in a small voice.

"See," she said a little louder, "It was because I was wearing red. Since I was, Parvati insisted that it was very important that I wear red underwear with it. And well, I didn't have any, so Parvati told me she had just bought a new pair that she hadn't opened yet, and she lent it to me, and well, that was it!"

Ron held back laughter. "Oh," he said, as though that explained everything, "Well that makes it rather- inconvenient, but I'll manage." He trailed off, and this time it was Hermione who giggled. When they were both dressed, they walked out of the stalls at the same time. "Hermione, next time could you wear some more normal sized underwear, this isn't very comfortable," Ron said matter-of-factly.

"Excuse me," Hermione grinned, "I didn't actually realize we'd be switching underwear tonight, and I also didn't realize there would be a next time." Ron suddenly realized what he had just implied, and flushed for what had to be the millionth time that night. "Anyway, Hermione," Ron gulped, as though he had never talked to her in his life, "D'you think- maybe- you might like to- go with me to Hogsmeade sometime?"

Hermione looked at him, surprised. He looked back as though terrified she was going to laugh at him, or say no way. Hermione shook her head at how thick Ron could be sometimes. "Ron," she said, laughing happily, "As much as I think sometimes you don't know anything, sometimes you do." And she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Ron's face immediately matched his hair, but he grinned very happily, rubbing his cheek as they opened the door and walked out to the crowd.

"You two took an awfully long time in there," Draco drawled as soon as they were out, "What happened in there?" Hermione looked at him irritably. "That is absolutely none of your business, Malfoy, and if you knew what was good for you, you'd shut up," she said, twirling her unusually straight hair around one finger.

Before Malfoy could say anything back, Pansy broke in. "Wait," she said as though she had just discovered gravity, "how do we know they actually made the switch?" Malfoy's eyes widened. "You're brilliant, Pansy, genius!" he said, thinking on his feet, "We're going to need some proof. So, you'll each whisper to me what underwear you have on right now, and what underwear you started with. If they match, I'll know you're telling the truth. If not, I'll know you're lying."

Hermione bit her lip. The last thing she wanted Draco to know was her underwear story. But she wasn't about to mess up Ron's dare, so she agreed, and so did Ron. Once they had both whispered both answers, Draco turned to the crowd, who was looking eagerly at him. "Did they really do it?" asked Parvati curiously. Everyone else was asking the same question.

Draco got that familiar smirk back on his face. "Yes, they did," he said, sniggering, "And right now, Hermione is wearing orange Chudley Cannons boxers, and Ron is wearing a red thong!" Hermione and Ron both blushed, and looked at each other, laughing embarrassedly.

Harry and Ginny both winced, thinking of how embarrassing this must be for two of their best friends. However, Fred and George were positively hysterical, and almost everyone else was sniggering appreciatively as well.

"Well Ron, it's your turn," Draco said as he, Hermione, Pansy and Ron went back to their seats, "So who'll it be?" Ron thought a second, and then a perfect answer came to him. "Oy! George! Truth or Dare?" he asked, grinning cheekily.