A/N- I hate when the internet is down. I also hate it when my story get
taken off fanfiction for no good reason! Especially since because it got
taken off 7/20, I wasn't allowed to update for a week, so I'm really really
sorry for the wait. I don't like this chapter as much as some others, so
I'm sorry about that, I'm really running out of good Dares (and Truths).
But that's okay, I've still got some up my sleeve, and pretty soon,
there'll be other action too. And now I can keep on updating! R/R!
A/N- Also, let me know about whether or not you think it's okay if I put a very little bit of slash in the next chappie. Thanx!
Sirius had to think hard about whom to Truth or Dare. He would have picked Sevvie, but he had already been picked. So he had to think of someone else. His first thought was Remmie. After all, they were best friends. But then he decided not to. There was really no good reason for this, it was just that he would rather let someone else Dare him.
"Ah, anyone have any suggestions?" Sirius asked, for once at a loss. Everyone sat, thinking. Then Fred started jumping up and down. "I have one, I have one!" he said, laughing already. He walked over to Sirius (it was less than five feet) and whispered something in his ear.
Sirius gave a bark-like laugh. "No way!" he accidentally said out loud, sniggering, "I'm *not* going to have Hermione give Ron a lap dance!" At this, Hermione's head shot up, and she arched an eyebrow at Fred, who shrugged. Ron too looked up, but he looked slightly disappointed rather than shocked.
Thinking again, Fred whispered something else in Sirius's ear. Sirius looked like he was having an inner battle with himself, trying to decide whether or not to do what Fred had suggested. Finally, he shrugged, deciding 'what the heck?' After all, when he used to play Truth or Dare when he was at Hogwarts, he had had much worse.
"Alright. Hermione, Truth or Dare?" he asked perkily. Hermione looked surprised to have been chosen, especially by Sirius, and couldn't help rolling her eyes at Fred. It wasn't hard for her to decide what to pick. She knew Truth would without a doubt be completely embarrassing. Sirius would probably ask her who she liked, and she would be forced to tell everyone that she liked- well, someone.
So she decided to go with her only other option. "Dare, please, Sirius," she said, a little nervously. Fred grinned, and Sirius smiled too. "Alright Mione, sorry about this, but Fred will kill me if I don't use his idea," Sirius admitted, laughing, "So, I Dare you to play a game of Nervous with Ron."
Ron's face turned as red as his hair, but Hermione looked politely puzzled. She had obviously never played Nervous before. "Do I get any instructions or anything?" she asked hopefully. After a glance from Fred, Sirius shook his head. "No, sorry Mione," he said, holding back a laugh.
"Well can you at least tell me what's going to happen, Sirius?" she asked, looking a little worried. Sirius hesitated, but decided she deserved to know *something*. "Basically," he said simply, "Ron runs his hand up your leg, and then when you get nervous, you say- well, you ought to know what to say!"
Of course, he knew full well that Hermione didn't know that the word to say was 'Nervous'. But he also knew that Fred had suggested the Dare with that in his mind. Besides, he thought it would be pretty interesting to see what happened. "So just come to the center of the circle, Mione, and you come too, Ron," Sirius said, motioning for them to come over, "There. Alright Ron, go ahead and start."
Hermione sat in the center of the circle, looking around a little uncertainly. Ron stood there, blushing, not starting the Dare. "Come on Ron," Fred said, rolling his eyes. Ron looked hopefully over to Sirius. "Sorry Ron, but this *is* Wizard's Truth or Dare. You have no choice," he said with a tiny hint of a smirk.
Ron frowned, and sat down on the floor next to Hermione's chair. "Here we go," he said, more to himself than to anyone else, and then put his hand on Hermione's ankle. He was moving his hand slower than a herd of turtles through peanut butter. When he was less than halfway up to her knees after a minute, Hermione actually sighed with relief. "This isn't so bad," she said, not realizing quite what would be coming.
When she said that, a few people sniggered. Draco Malfoy was among them. He was sure he knew exactly the sort of reaction she would have when she found out why a lot of guys like to play Nervous. And he thought it would be interesting to see how Ron would react when Hermione didn't know what to say. All he had to do was continue watching.
Hermione was still calm as Ron's hand reached her knee, and Ron's face was growing steadily redder. "Alright Mione?" Ron asked sweetly, now causing just about everyone to start sniggering uncontrollably. Hermione blushed, but she nodded. There was nothing wrong with having Ron's hand on her knee.
But as he moved his hand, still at the same slow pace, so that it was almost halfway up her thigh, she started to get a little nervous. "Um, okay, you can stop now," she said, turning redder. Ron looked to Sirius for instruction, because he wasn't sure if he was allowed to stop unless Hermione said 'Nervous'.
Sirius shook his head, proving once again that he hadn't changed a bit since his time at school. "Sorry Ron, you know the rules. Hermione, you have to say the word before Ron can stop," he said matter-of-factly. Had it been just about anyone else, Hermione would have been completely freaking out. But since it was Ron, she was only mildly freaking out.
"Come on, will someone tell me the word I'm supposed to say?" Hermione asked pleadingly, looking around for someone who would. Ron looked up at her sympathetically, trying to move even slower. But if he had been moving any slower, he would have been going backwards, and so there was nothing he could do as his hand went slightly over halfway up her thigh.
Hopefully, Hermione looked over to Harry and Ginny. They looked at each other, then Hermione, and started trying to mouth the word to her. "Nemesis?" Hermione guessed, "Serious?" Unfortunately, Hermione wasn't a good lip reader, and neither Harry nor Ginny were good at mouthing words.
By this point, Ron's hand was three-quarters of the way up her leg, and they were both blushing very hard, and everyone was laughing. Hermione was completely at a loss for what to do. "Hermione, don't be *Nervous*," Ron said pointedly as he continued moving his hand up her leg.
Hermione continued to look apprehensive and confused for a minute. Then a look of comprehension dawned on her face. "Nervous! Nervous!" she said happily, and Ron almost sighed with relief as he removed his hand. He had been afraid that he was going to have to go all the way up her leg.
"That was hilarious!" Lucius Malfoy said to Cho, "Did you see her face?" Hermione glared at him. She really didn't appreciate being talked about as if she wasn't even there. "Truth or Dare, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked bravely, looking at him indignantly.
He was completely shocked that she had chosen him. He never would have guessed that the bookworm Mudblood his son spent half his time complaining about would comprehend the idea of revenge enough to use it on him. But apparently, he had ever so slightly underestimated her.
"I'd like Truth," Lucius drawled without hesitation, looking at Hermione coldly. She didn't flinch. However, she didn't answer him right away. She had picked him spur of the moment, based on the fact that he never missed an opportunity to criticize her, and just about anyone else who was half-blood.
But she hadn't actually had a question on the tip of her tongue. She turned around to where Sirius was sitting, looking quite pleased with himself. "Do you have any ideas?" she asked him quietly. Sirius sat back, thinking hard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he stifled a laugh. It was as if a [sick and wrong] light bulb had lit up above his head.
Sirius whispered his idea of a Truth for Lucius to Hermione, grinning. Hermione gasped at how inappropriate what he had said was, but she agreed that it was the perfect Truth for Lucius. "Okay. Mr. Malfoy, have you ever used an Engorgement Charm for any purposes other than the ones typically associated with this charm?" she asked, flushing as red as Ron's hair as she said it.
Lucius arched an eyebrow at her, glaring evilly. He could not believe that she had actually had the guts to ask that. He also made a mental note to get back at Sirius as soon as possible for giving her the idea. "Lucius, we're waiting," Sirius said, smirking. Lucius grit his teeth, reminding himself that it would mean too much paperwork if he were to murder Black right here in the common room.
"Alright then. I can't imagine where you came up with that question, Black, or why you used it, Granger, but I'm appalled," Lucius said frostily, "However, I have no choice but to answer. So yes, once- and only once! I swear!"
Hermione's eyebrows almost shot off her head, and she laughed. Sirius was cracking up, and looked like he was having trouble breathing. So did Lupin, actually. Cissa and Draco were both looking disgusted, and Cho was giggling. Everyone else, of course, was laughing incredibly hard.
Lucius, of course, wasn't laughing. He did not appreciated being humiliated in public, and he especially didn't appreciate it when it was by a Mudblood (Hermione) and one of his worst enemies (Sirius). He glared evilly at everyone laughing for a good long time. No one seemed to be able to stop.
However, after he increased the intensity of his evil glare to *10* (seems like it would melt the bottom of your shoes, cook eggs, and shave head), most people subsided. Even Hermione stopped then, because as smart as she was, even she got freaked out when Lucius glared at her.
Finally, the only people left laughing were Sirius, Remmie, Fred and George. Lucius hardly noticed Fred and George though; he was too busy thinking about revenge on Sirius. He was only snapped out of his reverie when Sirius himself said, "Hello? It's your turn to Dare someone!"
After a second, Lucius grinned evilly. He had thought of the perfect idea of revenge on Sirius. He was about to ask him whether he wanted Truth or Dare when he remembered that Sirius had already been dared! "This is so unfair," he said aloud, shaking his head. "What is?" Lupin asked sarcastically, from his seat a few spaces away.
Lucius just stared at him for a second, thinking hard. Then a brilliant (in his opinion) idea struck him. "Lupin. Truth or Dare," he asked maliciously.
A/N- Also, let me know about whether or not you think it's okay if I put a very little bit of slash in the next chappie. Thanx!
Sirius had to think hard about whom to Truth or Dare. He would have picked Sevvie, but he had already been picked. So he had to think of someone else. His first thought was Remmie. After all, they were best friends. But then he decided not to. There was really no good reason for this, it was just that he would rather let someone else Dare him.
"Ah, anyone have any suggestions?" Sirius asked, for once at a loss. Everyone sat, thinking. Then Fred started jumping up and down. "I have one, I have one!" he said, laughing already. He walked over to Sirius (it was less than five feet) and whispered something in his ear.
Sirius gave a bark-like laugh. "No way!" he accidentally said out loud, sniggering, "I'm *not* going to have Hermione give Ron a lap dance!" At this, Hermione's head shot up, and she arched an eyebrow at Fred, who shrugged. Ron too looked up, but he looked slightly disappointed rather than shocked.
Thinking again, Fred whispered something else in Sirius's ear. Sirius looked like he was having an inner battle with himself, trying to decide whether or not to do what Fred had suggested. Finally, he shrugged, deciding 'what the heck?' After all, when he used to play Truth or Dare when he was at Hogwarts, he had had much worse.
"Alright. Hermione, Truth or Dare?" he asked perkily. Hermione looked surprised to have been chosen, especially by Sirius, and couldn't help rolling her eyes at Fred. It wasn't hard for her to decide what to pick. She knew Truth would without a doubt be completely embarrassing. Sirius would probably ask her who she liked, and she would be forced to tell everyone that she liked- well, someone.
So she decided to go with her only other option. "Dare, please, Sirius," she said, a little nervously. Fred grinned, and Sirius smiled too. "Alright Mione, sorry about this, but Fred will kill me if I don't use his idea," Sirius admitted, laughing, "So, I Dare you to play a game of Nervous with Ron."
Ron's face turned as red as his hair, but Hermione looked politely puzzled. She had obviously never played Nervous before. "Do I get any instructions or anything?" she asked hopefully. After a glance from Fred, Sirius shook his head. "No, sorry Mione," he said, holding back a laugh.
"Well can you at least tell me what's going to happen, Sirius?" she asked, looking a little worried. Sirius hesitated, but decided she deserved to know *something*. "Basically," he said simply, "Ron runs his hand up your leg, and then when you get nervous, you say- well, you ought to know what to say!"
Of course, he knew full well that Hermione didn't know that the word to say was 'Nervous'. But he also knew that Fred had suggested the Dare with that in his mind. Besides, he thought it would be pretty interesting to see what happened. "So just come to the center of the circle, Mione, and you come too, Ron," Sirius said, motioning for them to come over, "There. Alright Ron, go ahead and start."
Hermione sat in the center of the circle, looking around a little uncertainly. Ron stood there, blushing, not starting the Dare. "Come on Ron," Fred said, rolling his eyes. Ron looked hopefully over to Sirius. "Sorry Ron, but this *is* Wizard's Truth or Dare. You have no choice," he said with a tiny hint of a smirk.
Ron frowned, and sat down on the floor next to Hermione's chair. "Here we go," he said, more to himself than to anyone else, and then put his hand on Hermione's ankle. He was moving his hand slower than a herd of turtles through peanut butter. When he was less than halfway up to her knees after a minute, Hermione actually sighed with relief. "This isn't so bad," she said, not realizing quite what would be coming.
When she said that, a few people sniggered. Draco Malfoy was among them. He was sure he knew exactly the sort of reaction she would have when she found out why a lot of guys like to play Nervous. And he thought it would be interesting to see how Ron would react when Hermione didn't know what to say. All he had to do was continue watching.
Hermione was still calm as Ron's hand reached her knee, and Ron's face was growing steadily redder. "Alright Mione?" Ron asked sweetly, now causing just about everyone to start sniggering uncontrollably. Hermione blushed, but she nodded. There was nothing wrong with having Ron's hand on her knee.
But as he moved his hand, still at the same slow pace, so that it was almost halfway up her thigh, she started to get a little nervous. "Um, okay, you can stop now," she said, turning redder. Ron looked to Sirius for instruction, because he wasn't sure if he was allowed to stop unless Hermione said 'Nervous'.
Sirius shook his head, proving once again that he hadn't changed a bit since his time at school. "Sorry Ron, you know the rules. Hermione, you have to say the word before Ron can stop," he said matter-of-factly. Had it been just about anyone else, Hermione would have been completely freaking out. But since it was Ron, she was only mildly freaking out.
"Come on, will someone tell me the word I'm supposed to say?" Hermione asked pleadingly, looking around for someone who would. Ron looked up at her sympathetically, trying to move even slower. But if he had been moving any slower, he would have been going backwards, and so there was nothing he could do as his hand went slightly over halfway up her thigh.
Hopefully, Hermione looked over to Harry and Ginny. They looked at each other, then Hermione, and started trying to mouth the word to her. "Nemesis?" Hermione guessed, "Serious?" Unfortunately, Hermione wasn't a good lip reader, and neither Harry nor Ginny were good at mouthing words.
By this point, Ron's hand was three-quarters of the way up her leg, and they were both blushing very hard, and everyone was laughing. Hermione was completely at a loss for what to do. "Hermione, don't be *Nervous*," Ron said pointedly as he continued moving his hand up her leg.
Hermione continued to look apprehensive and confused for a minute. Then a look of comprehension dawned on her face. "Nervous! Nervous!" she said happily, and Ron almost sighed with relief as he removed his hand. He had been afraid that he was going to have to go all the way up her leg.
"That was hilarious!" Lucius Malfoy said to Cho, "Did you see her face?" Hermione glared at him. She really didn't appreciate being talked about as if she wasn't even there. "Truth or Dare, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked bravely, looking at him indignantly.
He was completely shocked that she had chosen him. He never would have guessed that the bookworm Mudblood his son spent half his time complaining about would comprehend the idea of revenge enough to use it on him. But apparently, he had ever so slightly underestimated her.
"I'd like Truth," Lucius drawled without hesitation, looking at Hermione coldly. She didn't flinch. However, she didn't answer him right away. She had picked him spur of the moment, based on the fact that he never missed an opportunity to criticize her, and just about anyone else who was half-blood.
But she hadn't actually had a question on the tip of her tongue. She turned around to where Sirius was sitting, looking quite pleased with himself. "Do you have any ideas?" she asked him quietly. Sirius sat back, thinking hard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he stifled a laugh. It was as if a [sick and wrong] light bulb had lit up above his head.
Sirius whispered his idea of a Truth for Lucius to Hermione, grinning. Hermione gasped at how inappropriate what he had said was, but she agreed that it was the perfect Truth for Lucius. "Okay. Mr. Malfoy, have you ever used an Engorgement Charm for any purposes other than the ones typically associated with this charm?" she asked, flushing as red as Ron's hair as she said it.
Lucius arched an eyebrow at her, glaring evilly. He could not believe that she had actually had the guts to ask that. He also made a mental note to get back at Sirius as soon as possible for giving her the idea. "Lucius, we're waiting," Sirius said, smirking. Lucius grit his teeth, reminding himself that it would mean too much paperwork if he were to murder Black right here in the common room.
"Alright then. I can't imagine where you came up with that question, Black, or why you used it, Granger, but I'm appalled," Lucius said frostily, "However, I have no choice but to answer. So yes, once- and only once! I swear!"
Hermione's eyebrows almost shot off her head, and she laughed. Sirius was cracking up, and looked like he was having trouble breathing. So did Lupin, actually. Cissa and Draco were both looking disgusted, and Cho was giggling. Everyone else, of course, was laughing incredibly hard.
Lucius, of course, wasn't laughing. He did not appreciated being humiliated in public, and he especially didn't appreciate it when it was by a Mudblood (Hermione) and one of his worst enemies (Sirius). He glared evilly at everyone laughing for a good long time. No one seemed to be able to stop.
However, after he increased the intensity of his evil glare to *10* (seems like it would melt the bottom of your shoes, cook eggs, and shave head), most people subsided. Even Hermione stopped then, because as smart as she was, even she got freaked out when Lucius glared at her.
Finally, the only people left laughing were Sirius, Remmie, Fred and George. Lucius hardly noticed Fred and George though; he was too busy thinking about revenge on Sirius. He was only snapped out of his reverie when Sirius himself said, "Hello? It's your turn to Dare someone!"
After a second, Lucius grinned evilly. He had thought of the perfect idea of revenge on Sirius. He was about to ask him whether he wanted Truth or Dare when he remembered that Sirius had already been dared! "This is so unfair," he said aloud, shaking his head. "What is?" Lupin asked sarcastically, from his seat a few spaces away.
Lucius just stared at him for a second, thinking hard. Then a brilliant (in his opinion) idea struck him. "Lupin. Truth or Dare," he asked maliciously.
