"Well, any suggestions?"
"Do you mean to tell me, Malfoy—"
"—Draco—"
"—Draco, that you don't know any games to play at all?"
"Why should this be so hard to believe, Gra—Hermione?"
"I don't know, I just figured that everyone had to go on some embarrassingly-long car ride at some point or other in their li—ohh."
"Yeah, there you go."
"All right, let's see…well, we can't play Truth or Dare, because we wouldn't be able to do the dares…and we can't play I Spy, because there's nothing to spy."
"What's I Spy?"
"Never mind that. Um, let's see…we could play Twenty Questions, though I get sick of that when I just think about it…"
"What's Twenty Questions?"
"Someone picks an object, animal, vegetable, or mineral, and you can ask twenty yes-or-no questions and try and guess what it is."
"No, that sounds ridiculously stupid."
"For once, Draco, you are entirely right about something."
"Well, what other games do you know?"
"There's only one more, and…I don't think we could really play it."
"Why shouldn't we be able to play it? Are you implying that I'm not good enough to play a Muggle game, Gra—Hermione?"
"No, no, it's just that—it's a trust exercise."
"Oh, yes. No trust between us. What's the game?"
"Truth. It's like Truth or Dare, only without the dare. It's a 'getting-to-know-you' kind of game. We used to play it at camp all the time."
"How do you play it?"
"Typically you have more people to play, but you can play with only two. One person asks a question, and the other people—or person, in this case—has to answer it truthfully. And before you play, everyone has to swear that they won't tell anyone outside the game what's been said."
"I see…let's play."
"What?! No!"
"Why not?"
"We—we were just talking about blackmailing each other!"
"We'll just have to trust each other, is all."
"I'll never trust you, Malfoy."
"I'll give you my word as a Malfoy again."
"No!"
Sigh. "Granger."
"No! I absolutely refuse, I am not playing it, and that's all."
"Don't make me beg."
"I'm not making you do anything, just the way you're not making me play Truth with you. No. Not even if I was bored out of my mind."
"…Fine…Do you know any other games?"
"Nothing, really…when my family's in the car, I just tend to listen to cds."
"What's 'seedeez'? Is that a person? Do you listen to 'Seedeez' talk?"
Laughter. "No. Cds are—oh, how do I explain this? You really don't know anything about the Muggle world, do you?"
"Why on earth would I know anything about the Muggle world? My father doesn't allow me to come into contact with Muggles! How awful! They're like savages or something! My father always—"
"Civil conversation, Mal—grr, Draco."
"Oh, right. Sorry."
Gasp. "Did you actually just apologize to me?!"
"Don't act so surprised. I've been going along with your stupid civility plan this whole time, haven't I?"
"I guess…"
"Now, who's 'Seedeez' and why do you listen to him on long car rides?"
"Cds are a way of storing music, so you can play it back later."
"Muggle music."
"Yes."
"I never thought that Muggles would have their own music. Do you and your parents sing folk songs when you're around the bonfire?"
"Civil conversation!"
"I wasn't even trying to be offensive this time!"
"Oh, sure."
"I wasn't! That's just what my father told me Muggles do!"
"Muggles aren't that primitive, Malfoy! Why else do you think we have cars, and cds for that matter!"
"Look, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be offensive!"
"I'm not sure if I forgive you."
"It's not my fault if I believed what my father told me!"
"Technically, it is."
"He's my bloody father! Of course I'm going to bloody believe what he tells me!"
"Whatever, Malfoy."
"…Fine…I guess we're not going to be playing Truth anytime soon."
Tense. "No."
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A/N: Oh, back to arguing. This doesn't bode well. Hee-hee, don't worry, this is a romance. Next chapter's going to be really short, just warning you, but I'm going to be posting two chapters at once to make up for it. Thanks for all the reviews, once again! :D