A/N- I'm sorry Truth or Dare is over! Wahh! I miss it! But I think it would
have fizzled out if I hadn't ended it. Besides, there's plenty of other
stuff that can happen. This shows you what's coming up. The 'I Never' game
is not going to be too too similar to Truth or Dare, so don't worry too
much about repetition.
A/N- I'm sorry this chapter is short. Hopefully the next one will be longer. Also, feel free to tell me if you have an idea of something you want to happen. Hope you like the chapter! R/R!
As soon as he had walked out the portrait hole, Lucius realized that he needed to talk to Oliver Wood, who he knew knew the password to the Prefects' Bathroom. "Dammit!" he swore, "What was the stupid password?"
Cho looked up at him, laughing. "I remember it," she said, and whispered it to him. "I am NOT saying that!" Lucius snapped, "Never! Absolutely not. Will you say it for me? Please?"
Cho shrugged. She would have really liked to hear Lucius say that Sirius was hot. It would have been hilarious. But she knew making him say it would wreck her evening. So she agreed. "Sirius Black is hot," Cho told the Fat Lady, who swung open to reveal Oliver, Katie, Fred, Angelina, George, and Alicia.
Lucius walked over to the group of them, and Cho followed. "Can we help you?" Angelina asked coolly. She had heard too much about Mr. Malfoy insulting the Weasley family to be very friendly to him.
Lucius nodded, but to Oliver rather than her. He certainly didn't want to associate with the Weasleys. They were too lower class; asking for their help would be ridiculous. And he wasn't going to ask the girls because- well- because.
And besides, Oliver had the best hair, which in Lucius' opinion was as good a reason as any. "What's the password to the Prefects' bathroom?" he asked subtly, but with a glare that would make sure Oliver would tell him the answer. Oliver didn't mind telling him. He didn't really see that it could do any harm, anyway.
"The password is Bubble-Head. Why?" Oliver asked. But Lucius didn't answer him. He and Cho were already on their way out the portrait hole. Once they were halfway down the corridor, Cho started laughing. "You know, you could have just asked me for the password," she said, giggling.
Lucius raised an eyebrow. He was right. Why hadn't he thought of that? He had known that Cho was a Prefect. This just proved to him even more that he needed to relax.
When they got to the Prefects' Bathroom, Lucius said the password, and they walked inside. Cho went into one of the changing stalls and conjured up a bikini to wear. Lucius went into another and conjured himself up a bathing suit, too.
They both came out a minute later, and looked at each other with interest. Cho thought Lucius looked just as good in a bathing suit as he had when she was making the sundae out of him.
Lucius studied Cho. She looked shorter than he had thought. That was probably because she wasn't wearing the high shoes she had been wearing before. It was a little strange for him; he wasn't used to such a height difference. But he shrugged it off, and focused instead on her black hair, which looked really shiny, and the fact that she wasn't exactly small- chested.
"So," Cho said, breaking the silence, "should we go in?" Lucius nodded. "Definitely," he said, and they started turning on the different taps. The sparkling turquoise water filled the Olympic size tub much quicker than Lucius had expected.
Once it was full, they added foam that smelled just like the ocean, only without any salt. There were also big blue bubbles that barely crested the surface, which seemed to be scented of raspberries, and also served as seats if you wanted to sit in the water, because they were uncannily strong.
Cho dove off the small, jewel-encrusted diving board at one end of the pool and swam over to the side where Lucius was still standing. She wasn't too keen on relaxing. She would rather have been swimming, but she contented herself by treading water near Lucius.
Then Lucius too lowered himself into the water, and sat down on one of the bubbles. "Mmm," he said, already feeling much more relaxed. But something was still eating away at him, although he couldn't quite place what it was.
Meanwhile, Sirius was happy to be doing anything but relaxing. "So, what do you guys wanna do?" he asked Parvati, Remus, and Cissa. Cissa rolled her eyes at Sirius's consistent, annoying energy. "Couldn't we do something like *gasp* relax?" Cissa asked scornfully.
Sirius shook his head as if it was the craziest idea he had ever heard. "No way. Let's do something fun! Come on Cissa, please? I'm hyper!" he said, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
"When are you ever *not* hyper, Sirius?" Remmie asked sensibly. "Too true, Remmie," Sirius relented, "But still! Let's *do* something!" Parvati laughed. Sirius was whining in a way that reminded her a little of Ron Weasley at the Yule Ball. Not that she thought they were similar, but it was just funny how Sirius could just as easily have passed for a Hogwarts student.
"What do you suggest we do?" Cissa asked, annoyed, "And please, let's try not to make this x-rated." Sirius gasped in mock-hurt while Parvati and Remus laughed. Before Sirius could make a suggestion on what to do, Hermione and Draco walked by, Hermione back to looking annoyed.
"Hey Hermione!" Parvati said, feeling bad for her friend, "Want to hang out with Sirius and me?" Draco gave her a glare that made it obvious to Hermione that the very last thing in the world he wanted to do was hang out with Parvati, Sirius, Remmie, and Cissa.
"Sure," Hermione said, smirking at Draco as she walked over to the group, leaving him no choice but to follow her. "Hi mum," Draco said, whining, "This is boring." Everyone rolled their eyes. Only Draco would complain to his mother about being bored at a school dance.
"Well I'm bored too. Even worse, I'm resentful and bored," Cissa replied, aggravated. The little group just stood there for a second. Then Sirius got a glint in his eye. "I have a great idea!" he said excitedly, "Let's just the six of us play 'I Never'!"
"So, anyone up for Spin the Bottle?" George asked Alicia, Fred, Angelina, Oliver, and Katie back in the Gryffindor Common room. Fred and Oliver rolled their eyes, and Alicia laughed. "Why bother?" she asked, "We don't need an excuse to kiss!"
George licked his lips, laughing. "Then what are we waiting for?" he asked, grinning. He was about to lean in to snog Alicia when Angelina stopped him. "Wait! I have a better idea," she said thoughtfully.
"*Better* than *kissing*? What could *possibly* be *better* than *kissing*?" Fred asked incredulously, making Oliver stifle a snigger. "Well," Angelina said, "Why don't we go find Percy? *He* tried to give *us* lectures-why not give him a lecture of his own?"
There was silence for a minute as they thought about it. "As much as I'm really annoyed at Percy right now," Oliver said, with a side glance at Katie, who blushed, "I say he really does deserve a lecture."
"Awesome," Fred said, taking over, "Let's go!" He grabbed Angelina's hand, and they started to walk out the portrait hole. George did the same to Alicia, and followed Fred. Oliver and Katie made their way out too, walking arm in arm. "Revenge is going to be so sweet," Oliver said, smirking slightly.
A/N- I'm sorry this chapter is short. Hopefully the next one will be longer. Also, feel free to tell me if you have an idea of something you want to happen. Hope you like the chapter! R/R!
As soon as he had walked out the portrait hole, Lucius realized that he needed to talk to Oliver Wood, who he knew knew the password to the Prefects' Bathroom. "Dammit!" he swore, "What was the stupid password?"
Cho looked up at him, laughing. "I remember it," she said, and whispered it to him. "I am NOT saying that!" Lucius snapped, "Never! Absolutely not. Will you say it for me? Please?"
Cho shrugged. She would have really liked to hear Lucius say that Sirius was hot. It would have been hilarious. But she knew making him say it would wreck her evening. So she agreed. "Sirius Black is hot," Cho told the Fat Lady, who swung open to reveal Oliver, Katie, Fred, Angelina, George, and Alicia.
Lucius walked over to the group of them, and Cho followed. "Can we help you?" Angelina asked coolly. She had heard too much about Mr. Malfoy insulting the Weasley family to be very friendly to him.
Lucius nodded, but to Oliver rather than her. He certainly didn't want to associate with the Weasleys. They were too lower class; asking for their help would be ridiculous. And he wasn't going to ask the girls because- well- because.
And besides, Oliver had the best hair, which in Lucius' opinion was as good a reason as any. "What's the password to the Prefects' bathroom?" he asked subtly, but with a glare that would make sure Oliver would tell him the answer. Oliver didn't mind telling him. He didn't really see that it could do any harm, anyway.
"The password is Bubble-Head. Why?" Oliver asked. But Lucius didn't answer him. He and Cho were already on their way out the portrait hole. Once they were halfway down the corridor, Cho started laughing. "You know, you could have just asked me for the password," she said, giggling.
Lucius raised an eyebrow. He was right. Why hadn't he thought of that? He had known that Cho was a Prefect. This just proved to him even more that he needed to relax.
When they got to the Prefects' Bathroom, Lucius said the password, and they walked inside. Cho went into one of the changing stalls and conjured up a bikini to wear. Lucius went into another and conjured himself up a bathing suit, too.
They both came out a minute later, and looked at each other with interest. Cho thought Lucius looked just as good in a bathing suit as he had when she was making the sundae out of him.
Lucius studied Cho. She looked shorter than he had thought. That was probably because she wasn't wearing the high shoes she had been wearing before. It was a little strange for him; he wasn't used to such a height difference. But he shrugged it off, and focused instead on her black hair, which looked really shiny, and the fact that she wasn't exactly small- chested.
"So," Cho said, breaking the silence, "should we go in?" Lucius nodded. "Definitely," he said, and they started turning on the different taps. The sparkling turquoise water filled the Olympic size tub much quicker than Lucius had expected.
Once it was full, they added foam that smelled just like the ocean, only without any salt. There were also big blue bubbles that barely crested the surface, which seemed to be scented of raspberries, and also served as seats if you wanted to sit in the water, because they were uncannily strong.
Cho dove off the small, jewel-encrusted diving board at one end of the pool and swam over to the side where Lucius was still standing. She wasn't too keen on relaxing. She would rather have been swimming, but she contented herself by treading water near Lucius.
Then Lucius too lowered himself into the water, and sat down on one of the bubbles. "Mmm," he said, already feeling much more relaxed. But something was still eating away at him, although he couldn't quite place what it was.
Meanwhile, Sirius was happy to be doing anything but relaxing. "So, what do you guys wanna do?" he asked Parvati, Remus, and Cissa. Cissa rolled her eyes at Sirius's consistent, annoying energy. "Couldn't we do something like *gasp* relax?" Cissa asked scornfully.
Sirius shook his head as if it was the craziest idea he had ever heard. "No way. Let's do something fun! Come on Cissa, please? I'm hyper!" he said, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
"When are you ever *not* hyper, Sirius?" Remmie asked sensibly. "Too true, Remmie," Sirius relented, "But still! Let's *do* something!" Parvati laughed. Sirius was whining in a way that reminded her a little of Ron Weasley at the Yule Ball. Not that she thought they were similar, but it was just funny how Sirius could just as easily have passed for a Hogwarts student.
"What do you suggest we do?" Cissa asked, annoyed, "And please, let's try not to make this x-rated." Sirius gasped in mock-hurt while Parvati and Remus laughed. Before Sirius could make a suggestion on what to do, Hermione and Draco walked by, Hermione back to looking annoyed.
"Hey Hermione!" Parvati said, feeling bad for her friend, "Want to hang out with Sirius and me?" Draco gave her a glare that made it obvious to Hermione that the very last thing in the world he wanted to do was hang out with Parvati, Sirius, Remmie, and Cissa.
"Sure," Hermione said, smirking at Draco as she walked over to the group, leaving him no choice but to follow her. "Hi mum," Draco said, whining, "This is boring." Everyone rolled their eyes. Only Draco would complain to his mother about being bored at a school dance.
"Well I'm bored too. Even worse, I'm resentful and bored," Cissa replied, aggravated. The little group just stood there for a second. Then Sirius got a glint in his eye. "I have a great idea!" he said excitedly, "Let's just the six of us play 'I Never'!"
"So, anyone up for Spin the Bottle?" George asked Alicia, Fred, Angelina, Oliver, and Katie back in the Gryffindor Common room. Fred and Oliver rolled their eyes, and Alicia laughed. "Why bother?" she asked, "We don't need an excuse to kiss!"
George licked his lips, laughing. "Then what are we waiting for?" he asked, grinning. He was about to lean in to snog Alicia when Angelina stopped him. "Wait! I have a better idea," she said thoughtfully.
"*Better* than *kissing*? What could *possibly* be *better* than *kissing*?" Fred asked incredulously, making Oliver stifle a snigger. "Well," Angelina said, "Why don't we go find Percy? *He* tried to give *us* lectures-why not give him a lecture of his own?"
There was silence for a minute as they thought about it. "As much as I'm really annoyed at Percy right now," Oliver said, with a side glance at Katie, who blushed, "I say he really does deserve a lecture."
"Awesome," Fred said, taking over, "Let's go!" He grabbed Angelina's hand, and they started to walk out the portrait hole. George did the same to Alicia, and followed Fred. Oliver and Katie made their way out too, walking arm in arm. "Revenge is going to be so sweet," Oliver said, smirking slightly.
