A/N: Hey guys! Before we get on with the story, if any of my other stories are squished together or glitching, please stay with me! I'm trying to fix them! Anyways, the beginning is a bit out of place for the character of Hermione, but that's the only way to kick start the story. Please forgive me...
This takes place in Half-blood Prince.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise. It belongs to J. K. Rowling
Disclaimer 2.0: My writing may not be the best it can be, and it is not edited. Be warned.
The three girls sat in the Gryffindor Common room, with no one else to be seen. "Alright, Truth or dare, Hermione?" Ginny grinned. She lived for this game, and was most eager to see what Hermione would pick. Probably Truth, considering the prude she is. Hey, sometimes, a friend's gotta be honest.
"What? Since when did I get involved!?" Hermione protested. She was sitting near the crackling fireplace and was doing extra credit for Professor Flitwick. An entire three page essay about the creation and meaning of Wingardium Leviosa. "Simple enough," thought Hermione. "We've been doing it since first year."
"Well, since I asked you, you're magically in the game. It's the wizard's version, 'Mione." Ginny grinned.
Luna, who had been quietly sitting near Ginny for the past how-many-hours that Hermione had been working on her essay, smiled. "I think you should try, Hermione. It's a great confidence booster!"
"Well it's also a great way to lose a couple hundred House Points and get kicked out of Hogwarts!" Hermione replied, sarcastically. She shook her head quietly and began working on the almost-completed essay.
Ginny simply sighed, before telling her the cold, hard truth. "Hermione, this version of the game is from Fred and George. It's a prototype they asked me to try and it apparently works, as far as I know. It's truth and dare-" Ginny gulped, "with a punishment for those who don't choose or chicken out. It'll be worse than the Punching Telescope, and the only remedy is time. The only way to stop the game, is well, I'm not telling." Ginny smirked at the mortified look on Hermione's face. She knew that she had been victim to one of the Telescopes before, and this was perfect bait, although she wasn't exaggerating.
"I, um, oh fine! Truth." Hermione huffed, sliding towards the giggling duo. In between them was a small mechanism that seemed to be running this entire game. "Get rid of that and stop the game." Hermione thought.
Luna and Ginny whispered into each other's ears, before nodding in agreement.
"We all know you like someone, Hermione, but you never spilled who-" Luna began. Hermione had and automatic feeling of worry drip down her spine. "So, we want to ask who the lucky man is," Luna smiled, oblivious to Ginny's snickering and Hermione's crimson face.
"Is it Ron? Can't be Harry, he's my ex-" Ginny gasped. "It's Harry, isn't it? That's why you didn't tell us! You were scared of our reaction!"
"No! it's um, Ron." Hermione lied. Within a few seconds, the mechanism made a snapping sound and slapped Hermione's withdrawn hand, which was placed on the posh floors.
"Ow! What was that-"
"You lied! Tell us the truth!" Ginny giggled. She had a person in mind, but they were only suspicions.
"You could've told me that was going to slap me-"
"You would've avoided it then-"
"Yeah right, like I could-"
"Stop. You're both very noisy. Answer the question, Hermione." Luna wearily said. She was getting quite bored.
"Don't laugh, but it's-" Hermione sucked in a deep breath, Ginny holding hers. "Malfoy."
The mechanism didn't do anything, and Ginny squealed.
"I knew it! I had a hitch about you two, but I didn't''t believe it. But to be honest, whenever you two fight, the sexsual tension is practically dripping from you guys!"
"Aren't you with Ron?" Luna asked, almost unfazed by the news.
Hermione gulped and realised the mess she created. She and Ron had been dating for over 3 months now, but something died and she just saw Ron for what he used to be. Just a friend, and she didn't have the heart to break up with him. She plainly nodded her head.
"Then... Why are you still with him?!" Ginny blurted.
"I... I don't know how to break up with him, Ginny! He just... I don't know Ginny. I just don't know." Hermione sighed.
"You're the smartest witch of the age. You'll figure something out." Ginny smiled, reassuringly.
"Truth or Dare, Ginny?" Luna grinned.
Ginny twiddled her thumbs, before answering, "Truth."
"Who do you like?" Hermione smirked slightly. She needed revenge on Ginny for teasing her extensively about Draco.
"Oh I bet his grey, stormy eyes just pierce through yours, and makes you feel jelly at the knees. I'll bet your knickers are already we-"
"Ginny! Honestly!" Hermione admonished, but everything Ginny said was decently true. She just didn't need to feel lovesick for a guy who would never love her back. She was still a mudblood.
"Oh, um, Harry... you know..."
slap* Went the mechanism, before Ginny held her hand in slight pain.
"He's your ex! How in the world do you like your ex if you were the one who broke up with him?"
"Okay fine. And by the way, Harry was cheating so... Zabini. There I said it." Ginny huffed, almost if that was a chore.
Hermione's mouth dropped and even Luna was slightly shocked, but their personalities were almost identical, except for the part that Blaise always shrieked when he heard Ginny scream anything about a 'Bat Boogey Hex' and Ginny liked to say it a lot, just to annoy him.
"Close your mouth, Hermione. Flies will fly into it and if they don't, I'll make them," Ginny snarled, in which Hermione immediately closed her mouth.
"I can feel the sexsual tension practically dripping from you guys!" Hermione mocked, before getting gently slapped on the arm by-not the mechanism- but Ginny herself.
"Shuddup."
"Seems about right. If you were with Blaise, it makes sense. Harry was always in control of the relationship, and now you can be in control of Blaise if you yell 'Bat Boogey Hex' all the time!" Luna grinned, laughing lightly.
An eruption of laughter burst from Hermione, stopping for a minute to tell the angry ginger, "sorry," before continuing.
"Luna, Truth or Dare?" Ginny suddenly asked, changing the subject.
"Truth."
"Who do you like?" Hermione continued, reading Ginny's mind.
"Oh, that's easy. Neville, of course."
"Him?! he's scared of everything!" Ginny blurted.
"Ah, yes, but he's a sweetheart. He treats everyone so nicely." Luna sighed dreamily.
"And someone's in love!" Hermione laughed.
"I think we all are, Hermione. Anyways, Truth or Dare? If you pick Truth, I have one that'll make you turn red-er than fire," Ginny smirked.
Hermione gulped, and decided, maybe she should live a little for once.
"Dare."
"Alright, sneak out after dark-" Hermione gasped at Ginny's preposition, "-and kiss Malfoy! He's always out after dark! In the Potions room, alone."
"What, no! In no way am I doing that!"
The mechanism snapped and slapped Hermione, causing her to wince.
"Fine. I guess. I get to take a Potions textbook for an excuse."
"Yes! We'll stop the game now and you tell us every detail." Ginny grinned mischievously.
Hermione quietly entered the halls, not seeing anyone walking through them.
"Maybe I could stop now..." Hermione whispered.
"Stop what?" Another voice replied. One that sounded a lot like...
"Malfoy! I... um..."
"Trying to rat me out for Scar-face? Nice try. I don't give out so easily. What's with the Potions book anyway?" Draco smirked. The Gryffindor's eyes stared right at him, catching the moonlight just enough to make them glow.
"No.. and it's for... uh..."
"Trying to find me, hm? Well, you found me. What do you want?" Draco abruptly asked.
"How did you know?" Hermione gasped.
"No one looks for Professor Snape at this time-"
"Except for you. What do your even do in the classroom?"
"Ratting me out for Potter, I knew it. Naughty girl, aren't you? Lying about asking and then asking, tsk tsk tsk. I'm going if you're just going to waste my time." Draco turned to leave, before he felt a small pair of hands grab his wrist.
"Wait."
He turned to face her, before she got up on her tippy toes and gently pecked his lips. Hermione pulled back quickly and a warm blush grew on her cheeks. Draco's mouth was slightly agape and he looked at her questioningly.
"Close your mouth idiot, it was just a Dare."
Footsteps were heard far away, along with a dot of light, when Draco closed his mouth abruptly and grabbed her wrist. "Come with me," he whispered.
The footsteps grew louder and Hermione nodded. Quietly following Draco, they slipped into a tight corner, Hermione's body pressed against his. The footsteps stopped and faded off, before she realised the awkward position and tried to get out. Draco tried to stop her, but she resisted and Draco placed his lips against hers, much to her surprise.
Her eyes were wide open, as Draco pulled back.
"Wait. They still might be here."
"I thought you hated my mudblood filth, hm?"
"I was just trying to save your perfect detention record. Don't fall in love with me, it meant nothing." Draco winked.
"Too bad I already did," thought Hermione.
A/N: Yay! The promised new story! First chapter is a little short and rushed, but... yeah. Review? Thanks!
SIncerely, Dramione Productions