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Chapter 3: Truth or Dare?

No one else's snake exploded and the rest of Transfiguration went quite smoothly. Hermione failed to make eye contact with Remus for the rest of the class (out of sheer humiliation), and had left the classroom quite quickly and went to her dormitory, partly to avoid the other marauders who she knew would tease her (good naturedly, of course), and partly to take five minutes to think.

Being in his arms seemed so…so…comfortable she thought to herself. Yes, that seemed to be the right word. Comfortable.

But what if you go back to the future, and he REMEMBERS? That would be BEYOND awkward!

But why worry so much? You know the old motto: Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow you may die. Live for the moment! Why worry?

Because…

Her inner argument ended at that moment because Lily came in to grab her Care of Magical Creatures textbook. Care of Magical Creatures was another class all the Marauders shared. Does Dumbledore do that on purpose? Hermione pondered.

Hermione gave up the whole thinking process and headed down to lunch, where the Marauders had saved her seat. Wow. I've been here for a day, and I'm already practically a regular Marauder. I wonder if they'll do some sort of barbaric initiation or something if I get offered to join? She thought to herself, almost laughing out loud.

Remus had purposely saved her a seat across from him. As Hermione predicted, it wasn't long before the group decided that normal topics of conversation were dull, and talk drifted to the exploding snake incident.

"So, I noticed you and Remus were quite cozy in transfiguration. Remus, I thought you had some modesty!" Sirius said with a grin, showing off his perfect teeth.

"Yeah, I thought you were the good one!" James added in a delighted voice and giving a bizarre cackle, which earned him a funny look from the rest of the gang.

"I haven't the faintest what you're talking about" Remus replied hotly, a pink tinge creeping up his neck.

"Oh really? Let me refresh your memory. You wouldn't put her down when she jumped oh-so-dramatically into your arms to get closer to you under the pretense of being frightened by the snake, and you were practically snogging her in the classroom!" Sirius replied, his already huge (and marvelously white and shiny) grin growing larger.

Hermione, who was starting to become annoyed, huffed, "You know, I'm right here. And we were not snogging! We were barely even touching!"

"Whatever," said Sirius with an all-knowing look on his face. "You know you wanted to," he continued, in a Grandfatherly sort of voice.

"Changing the subject," James said hastily at the look on Hermione's face, "Tomorrow is a Hogsmeade weekend. Hermione, would you like the grand tour? No one knows more about Hogsmeade then us…" A devilish grin came over his face as he said this. Hermione laughed and gladly accepted. She already knew everything about Hogsmeade herself, but it would be fun to go with them.

For once, Hermione had an enjoyable time in Care of Magical Creatures. No one got hurt, anyway. Professor Kettleburn seemed slightly more responsible than Hagrid to Hermione, and she savored actually learning something rather than fearing for her life like she did in Hagrid's class.

Later that evening, after dinner, Hermione decided to head down to the library. Not because she had homework, but simply because it was a constant at Hogwarts, and was something familiar to her in this strange world. As she meandered through the rows of books, she heard a familiar voice.

"HEY! Snivelly, I know something you don't know!" Sirius yelled at the adolescent Severus Snape.

Oh God, Thought Hermione as she eavesdropped from behind the bookshelf. This is the prank Sirius plays on Snape where he tells Snape about the Shrieking Shack to get him killed! What to do…what to do….this CAN'T happen again….Harry deserves to be happy in our time! Maybe this is one of the things I'm supposed to fix! I might as well give it a try.

"Here's a hint," Sirius goaded, "it has to do with the Shr-"

"Sirius," Hermione chided playfully, "Quit yelling in the library! It isn't Kosher!"

"May I ask what Kosher is?" Sirius replied, thrown off by the distraction. "Kosher…basically when I say that it isn't Kosher, it means it isn't done."

"Erm...Ok Hermione, whatever…you and your weird terms. HEY! Wanna go get the guys and go to the kitchen?" he asked, completely forgetting what he was doing. Thank God he has a short attention span. "Sure," Hermione replied.

On Saturday the Marauders, Hermione, and Lily got a carriage to Hogsmeade together. Their first stop was Zonko's.

"Hermione, we have GOT to go in there!" James said excitedly, pulling her along "In January, it's the Annual Prank-Off among the Marauders! This is always the weekend when we go get supplies for whatever pranks we're playing!"

"What are the 'official' rules to the Prank-Off?" Hermione asked, a smile playing across her face.

"Well, we first pick teams. Each year the teams change. This year, it's me and Peter vs. Remus and Sirius. We have to each pick a Slytherin and a teacher to prank. Whoever gets the most detentions wins. You have a month to come up with your plan, and the Hogsmeade weekend in November is always the time where we pick up materials we may need." James said while absentmindedly flipping through a catalogue of Zonko's owl-order only products. "What do you win?" Hermione questioned.

"We have a small trophy which goes over your bed, plus a year's worth of bragging rights," James answered with an evil grin. "Sirius and I won last year."

"How about I add in a little prize of my own?" Hermione said with an uncharacteristic smirk playing across her face.

James looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "And what could you possibly have to offer that's worthy of the most important event of the year?"

"Whichever group wins gets their homework done for a month." Hermione said with a grin on her face.

James jaw dropped, and he immediately told the other Marauders. They seemed to like this idea a lot; they weren't really the studious type.

After they had raided Zonko's, James suggested they head to the Hog's Head for some drinks.

After they had seated themselves comfortably at the table in front of the grimy fireplace, they decided to play a little game the Marauders had made up in their third year.

"Here's how it goes, Hermione," Remus explained. "You are given a dare. If you don't want to take it, then you can do a truth. But if you pick truth, you have to take a shot of Firewhiskey."

After considering the consequences of this, she finally agreed. Eat, drink, and be merry, she thought to herself.

They ordered Firewhiskeys all around. "You give a dare to the person to your left," Remus said. "James always starts."

Peter was the unfortunate one on James' left. "I dare you to…kiss Sirius on the cheek." Peter shot a disgusted look at Sirius, who was grinning cheekily, and took a shot. "The person on the right of the one who took a shot gets to give them their truth," Remus explained. "Peter…hmm…would you ever consider being gay for a day?" he asked. Peter blushed and gave an abhorrent, "OF COURSE NOT!" which made everyone laugh.

The game went on and on, and they sank into drunkenness. After the fifth round, they decided to change seats. It came time when Hermione was going get to give Peter a truth, as that was how they were arranged. "If yyyou had to pick," she slurred, "Would you Joiin Vooldemorrt aand beetrrayy your freeinds or diee…knowing that your friends would llive if yyyyou diedd?"

Peter looked shocked. "Is that a question that even needs to be asked?"

"Yyyess" Hermione slurred "Prommmisse meee you'lll neeeevver betray your friends. Ever. PROOOMMMMISSSE ME!" she yelled angrily.

"I promise. And I would never do that, you know, betray my friends, to answer your question!" he said indignantly. Remus, who was the only sober one their, decided it was high time for some sobering charms. "Sobrero," he said as he pointed his wand at each of them.

"What made you ask that, Hermione?" Sirius asked, very confused. Of course, that was normal for him. Hermione looked down and decided to lie." I had a bad dream that something like that happened. You did mean it though, when you promised me?" she added curtly. "Of course," said peter, "that is a horrible thing to do. I will never…ever"

"You kid's are being too damn rowdy!" the bartender bellowed. "Get out!"

"Happens every time… it's almost time to go back to school, too." James said sadly.

"Why don't we stay out a little later?" Sirius asked,"Let's go to The Three Broomsticks for a bit…we don't HAVE to go yet, do we?"

"Not a bad idea, Padfoot. To The Three Broomsticks!" yelled James, running off and humming some sort of superhero-like theme song.

"Are you sure that sobering charm worked?" Hermione asked Remus under her breath as James darted behind bushes and threw people suspicious looks, still humming.

"Yeah, he always does this," Remus replied casually.

The Marauders had been at the bar for about an hour when something happened that none of them were prepared for. Professor McGonagall walked in and took a seat at the bar, drinking shot after shot. The Marauders were momentarily stunned, but immediately started laughing when the shock wore off. Just as they were about to leave McGonagall got up and turned around. They stared at each other for several moments in a sort of somber silence. "This," McGonagall said slowly, "Never happened. I never saw you, you never saw me, do you understand?"

After they were a good distance from The Three Broomsticks, Sirius, broke the silence. "I always knew Minerva liked me."

Beta by: EarthWindFireIce aka my darling sister.

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