Disclaimer: I do not own The Harry Potter characters…..I wouldn't have as much fun if I did.

Chapter Two: Of All the Clocks in All the World…. I Just HAD To Do It To This One.

After Hermione had gotten settled in Ginny's room, she returned to the kitchen to find all boys sitting at the table silently; Fred was staring off into space blankly, George was glaring at a burn mark on the table-top with decided interest, Harry was staring at his hands which were on top of the table, and on was looking back and forth from Harry's lips to his hands with a glazed expression.

Hermione coughed and four pairs of eyes snapped to attention. She looked back indifferently and spoke, "Do you guys wanna play a muggle game? It's really fun…..IF you the kind who likes to take risks…" She smirked as she saw George straighten up as soon as he herd the word 'Game', 'fun', and 'Muggle', used in the same sentence. "What's this game called?" Ron asked warily. Hermione grinned, "Truth or Dare….. But I'm putting a few new twists on it; you can ask anyone anything or dare them to do anything. If they don't wanna say or do it, then they get to use a Chicken, meaning they don't have to, when you use a chicken you can give it to someone else, but you only get three and once you are out then you cannot receive any more. Got it?" They all nodded then Fred slammed his fist on the table, "I'm in, definitely!" George nodded furiously, Harry said, "I guess it sounds fun" and Ron just shrugged his consent. Hermione rubbed her hands together eagerly, "Perfect, Fred, your first, then Harry, me, George, and then Ron is last. Ok?" They all nodded again and she sat at the table across from Ron, "OH! And you can ask anyone in the group." She added as an afterthought.

They all sat silently for a moment, looking at each other thoughtfully, then, "Hermione, can you dance?" Fred asked. She shrugged, "I guess" He looked at her evilly, "Okay then, Hermione, I dare you to grind the big clock for 10 seconds" he said triumphantly, clearly expecting her to use a chicken. She surprised all of them when she blushed slightly, stood up and approached the big grandfather clock. The boy's jaws dropped as she started to grind her hips against the huge clock slowly, and they stared at her in awe as she sank to the ground, not breaking contact as she rose again, running her hands through her hair. She came back to the table and smirked when she saw the boys' expressions.

"Alrighty then, Harry, what's next?" He grinned maniacally as an idea popped into his head, "Ron, you and 'Mione have to kiss for eight seconds" he said proudly. Ron gulped and glared at Harry as Hermione got up and walked around the table to stop in front of his chair. She leaned over him and held his face in her hands. Pressing her lips to his gently, she opened her eyes within the first few seconds, counted to ten and pulled away. Ron didn't open his eyes for a few moments after she pulled away, a dark blush staining his cheeks. Hermione laughed softly and commented, "Don't blush so much, Ron, it clashes with your hair." She turned to Harry, who was glaring at her, and she licked her lips before waving a finger in front of his face teasingly, "You have to make your dares specific Harry, or trust me, we WILL find loopholes." He didn't answer and she continued, "Ok then, MY TURN! Fred, you have to run around the house naked eight times yelling 'ITS PEANUT BUTTA JELLY TIME!'" She grinned evilly as he stood "Peanut Butter Jelly is it? Any other unspoken reason you want me to do this dare, Hermione?" Hermione shrugged and replied "No, not really... It's for my own amusement, I guess. NOW STRIP!"

Fred did as she said and went outside, when he got into position; Hermione said 'GO!' and he started running. On the second lap, the yelling stopped abruptly as they saw Fred, fall, rather gracefully. They all walked outside slowly to see Fred sprawled out on the ground on his face, his foot in a gnome hole, and obviously unconscious. George rolled his eyes and used his wand to levitate his twin into their bedroom, all the while mumbling something about 'Evil gnomes ruining his fun'.

When George came back downstairs, the three others were sitting back at the kitchen table. He sat down across from Hermione, next to Harry and Hermione spoke, "So, now that Fred is gone…. It's Ron's turn now…..Even though my dare wasn't fulfilled, I shall get my full vengeance on the next round." All three boys gulped when she talked about vengeance but Ron was ready. "This wasthe only thing i could think of right now...Hermione, you have to give George a lap dance for fifteenn seconds." Hermione groaned,"How come I have to be the one dancing? I'll get you back Ronnie." He scowled at her use of the nickname but waved his hands in front of him dismissively. She blushed and turned back to George slowly and approached him...

oh yeah its a cliffie! no im just kidding... Im interested too

She slowly approached him and he looked up at her curiously. He smirked and she blushed, "Just let me get it over with George, then I'll be of your lap forever." He smiled and pushed his chair back so she could have room. She just shook her head and walked around behind his chair, dragging her hand over his shoulders. George shivered slightly and she came back around to sit on his lap sideways, she flipped her hair out of her eyes and leaned in close to his lips. He closed his eyes, preparing for the impending kiss. His green eyes snapped backopen, however when he felt her whipser into his ear slowly, "13...14...15" She quickly ran her tongue over his earlobe and got off his lap. George shook his head to clear it and saw Harry looking at him jealously, Ron was blushng again and muttering, "Bad dare... Did NOT need to see that...NASTY!"