Disclaimer: You guessed it. We still don't own Harry Potter. (Though we all wish we own Draco Malfoy 'cause he's tasty)

Just-a-little-insane, that's just how we play Truth or Dare here. (In Canada. Toronto more specifically.) Only in Brittni's school, instead of taking off your clothes, people are aloud to do mean things to you, like pull your hair.

Chapter 2: In which Harry is afraid, Ginny is snogs people, and Ron has a pet sandwich.

"I'm first. Harry, truth or dare?"

"Dare." Harry replied in a steady voice. After all, if he could face Lord Voldemort countless times and win, he could face a stupid dare! Couldn't he?

"Excellent! Muahhhhhhhhhhhhahaha!" Hermione cackled evilly. This scared every one very much and they slowly began to inch away from her.

"Alright Harry, I dare you to travel across the train's 10 compartments fully naked, sing "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts" and smack your bum repeatedly."

"Point and laugh, point and laugh!" chanted Ron.

Surprisingly enough, people actually listened to Ron. There's a first time for everything.

Harry squeezed into the corner of the compartment and tried to become invisible. It didn't work.

"SHUT UP!" shouted Hermione, "There is another option for Harry to choose."

Everyone shut up and quivered uncontrollably at Hermione's creepy tone of voice. They momentarilry wondered if the Dark Lord could ever sound that creepy.

Nah. Not possible.

"If Harry was to scared to do the dare, he could always choose Chicken."

Harry weighed the choices. Public humiliation with his clothes on or public humiliation without his clothes on?

"Chicken." Harry sighed dejectedly, leaning down to remove a shoe. Suddenly he realized he was not wearing any shoes.

"Darn it all," exclaimed Harry, "I forgot to put on my shoes again."

Then, for plot-related reasons, Harry realized he was also not wearing any socks. So Harry decided to take off his glasses. Harry then became so blind that he smacked into a wall, and grabbed Neville's but instead of Hemione's. After that disturbing experience, Harry put his glasses back on and decided to take off his shirt.

He pretended not to notice Ron staring at his bare chest and whispering to his sandwich about Harry's sexy abs.

"Alright it's my turn now." Said Harry. He looked around the compartment. "Ginny. Truth, or Dare."

"I guess I'll pick-"

"YOUR NOSE!" interrupted Ron rudely. He began to laugh and snort hysterically, then quietly went back to stroking his sandwich, whom he had named Bob.

"How rude!" Ginny retorted. "As I was ABOUT to say, I choose dare."

Harry was shocked. He had expected all the girls to choose Truth. What if they all choose dare and made him look like a chicken? He had to think of something really nasty for her to do.

"I dare to find Draco Malfoy and snog him silly! It has to last at least 5 minutes and there has to be tongue, and you have to run your hands through his overly gelled hair! Ha!"

There was a collective gasp and every one in the cabin looked to Ginny.

"What the BLOODY HELL!" Cried Ron, "NO WAY! I WON"T LET HER!"

"Fine!" Exclaimed Ginny, "I'll do it! I'm not a chicken like some people in this compartment!" She finished, glaring pointedly at Harry.

Ginny had searched about 8 compartments with no luck, when she saw none other than Draco Malfoy walking towards the loo.

"This is it." She murmured quietly under her breath. She took a deep breath and walked into the washroom behind him, locking the door as soon as she was in.

"What the hell are you doing in here Weasellete? If you hadn't noticed, this is the BOYS washrooms, and I need to take a piss.

Ginny ignored him, set her timer on for five mintues, wrapped her arms around his neck, and snogged his ass off. She felt him stiffen as she touched him. Ginny was surprised he hadn't pulled away. She tightened her grip. He couldn't get away yet! They still had four more minutes of snogging left to go!

Three minutes... Time seemed to pass so slowly! Why couldn't just be over?

She remembered the other requirements. Tongue, and messed up hair. Right.

She flicked her tongue on his lips. Draco was so surprised that he opened his mouth. Ginny took this as an invitation and slid her tongue into his mouth.

Fulfilling the last part of the dare she ran a hand through his hair. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't a hard as she expected it would be. In fact, in was almost soft. She ran her hand through his hair again. Ginny looked up. His hair wasn't gelled.

2 minutes left...

After three minutes Draco recovered from the shock, and began eagerly responding to the kiss. After all, a gorgeous woman had just thrown herself at him. Who cared if she was a Weasley?

Ginny thought she would die of shock when Draco started responding to the kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth, and he pulled her closer. He buried one of his hands in her thick hair and put his other hand on her back. It felt almost... good.

Her alarm went off. Five minutes were up. Damnit! Just when she was started to enjoy it too!

She left go of Draco and pushed him off her. Then she drew back her hand and slapped him.

"What the hell did you do that for?"

"You kissed me!

Draco mouth fell open in surprise and indignation.

"I kissed you? What the hell are you talking about! You started it!"

"It was a DARE! I wouldn't kiss you voluntarily if you were the last human on the planet! I'd rather kiss Neville's toad."

"What's a dare?"

"It's a muggle game."

"Can I play?"

"WHAT? Didn't you just hear me? It's a muggle game!"

"So? It can't be that bad if the game includes going up to random people and snogging them."

Ginny eyed him cautiously. It would make the game more... interesting.

"Fine. You can play."

"You liked it right?" Draco asked in a cocky tone.

"Liked what?" Ginny replied

"When we made out."

Ginny turned around and slapped him. Draco didn't seem to take the hint.

"You're a pretty good kisser you know; you just need a little help with your tongue. I could help you with that." Draco commented, as he tried to pull Ginny closer.

Ginny stuck her hand on his chest and pushed him so forcefully he fell onto the toilet.

"Don't try to kiss me around Ron or he'll beat you up with Bob." Ginny warned Draco.

"What's Bob?" Draco asked, confused.

"His sandwich. He treats it like a pet," Ginny giggled.

"So, if I can't kiss you in the compartment, can I kiss you now to make up for it?" Draco asked, stepping closer to Ginny and pinning her up against the wall.

Ginny pretended to think about it.

"Howbout, NO!" She said slipping under his arm.

Draco cursed under his breath.

"Do you know that you are the only girl in this lifetime that's turned me down?" Draco asked.

Ginny rolled her eyes and replied with a smirk, "I should get a sodding award, now let's get a move on."

"Wait," he screeched.

"What now?" she replied in an annoyed tone.

"I still have to go!"

"Go where?"

Draco jerked his head in the direction of the toilet.

"Oh, oops!" Ginny blushed and was about to turn away when Draco stopped her.

"Wanna watch?" He smirked as Ginny rolled her eyes and left the loo. When he came back out she took his arm and dragged him into her compartment.

Harry took one look at Draco's messed up hair and knew Ginny had completed her dare. Gross.

"I'll beat you with BOB you asshole, don't ever go NEAR my sister again!" cried, Ron sandwich at the ready.

"See, I told you that thing is like his frigging pet to him!" Ginny whispered in Draco's ear.

She yanked Draco down into the seat next to her.

"Relax Ron. He only wants to play truth or dare with us." Ginny explained.

"Oh." Ron seemed content with the answer and went back to stroking his sandwich. "Carry on then."

"Is it just me, or is it getting kinda cramped in here?" Asked Neville, eyeing the seven people in the compartment warily.

"Ginny, it's your turn." Luna interrupted Neville in her mystical voice.

Ginny looked around the compartment at the six faces intent on her every word.

"Neville," she said, turning to the frightened boy, "Truth, or Dare?"