By nightfall, Sawyer was recovering and had started to walk around. He was looking for something to eat when he saw a teenager with black, messy hair and glasses. He rubbed his eyes, but the boy was still there. He blinked a few times before deciding to go back to bed.

"Um, where should we start looking first?" Harry asked. He and Bernard were searching through the wreckage for anything they could use. Bernard stood up straight and said, "Probably in the cargo section. If we have any hope of finding your trunks then that's probably the best place to start."

Harry followed Bernard to another section of the plane. They started digging through rubble when Harry spotted Ron and Hermione talking about twenty yards down the beach. He wondered what they were talking about, but smiled as he saw how awkward they looked. Harry sighed and wondered if this was finally going to be the day.

"Hey, Hermione," Ron said running up to her. Hermione turned around and gave him a dazzling smile that made his knees weaken and his face turn crimson.

"Yes, Ron?"

"Um, well, I was, um…" Ron stuttered. He took a deep breath and said, "Do you want to go on a walk later tonight? Like, after truth or dare?"

Hermione smiled even more and said, "Sure, I'd love to!"

Ron blushed a deeper shade of red and managed to say, "I'll see you tonight then."

"Tonight then," Hermione repeated and stood on tip toe to kiss him on the cheek. All the color drained from Ron's face at the touch of her lips, but soon reddened again. Ron tried his best to say something, but just wound up smiling goofily and walking away.

"Sawyer?" Claire asked quietly, walking into his tent. He was sitting on a chair, staring out into the horizon. He didn't look up as she entered and sat down next to him. "Sawyer, can you tell me what happened with the others? What did they do to you?"

Sawyer sighed and looked over at her. They sat there like that, looking at each other until Sawyer said, "Nothing too harmful. Just asked a bunch of questions and took blood samples and stuff. They seemed particularly interested in you and your boyfriend."

"Charlie isn't my boyfriend!" Claire exclaimed.

"Who said I was talking about the rocker?" Sawyer said, turning his gaze back to the setting sun. Claire thought for a moment. If they weren't talking about Charlie, then who were they talking about? Oh, of course. But how would they have known about that? She hadn't thought about Thomas since she and Charlie…

"What did they ask Jack and Kate?" Claire asked.

"Asked them a lot of questions about how things were going on our side of the island. Also asked about the hatch. Jack said it was fine when we left, but they kept insisting something was wrong with it."

"Yeah, there is. Locke didn't push the button and the hatch blew up. That's all I know."

They sat in silence for several minutes until sawyer said, "I think I'm going to go to sleep. This morning I thought I saw Harry Potter taking some of our water."

"Uh, there's no easy way to say this. Harry Potter is really here. They were on a plane that crashed and they were the only survivors."

"How do we know we can trust them?" Sawyer asked harshly.

"We don't know for sure, but…somehow we just feel that we can, you know?"

Sawyer was still uncertain, but decided to change the subject. "How's the kid?"

"Aaron's fine…well as fine as an infant can be on an island in the middle of nowhere."

"I wasn't talking about the baby, I was talking about the kid."

"Oh, you mean Charlie! He's doing great, he actually wrote a couple of songs. Hey, Hurley was planning a game of truth or dare tonight after dinner. Maybe I'll see you then?"

Sawyer nodded and Claire left the tent, a small smile on her face. It always made her feel good to talk to Sawyer.

"Okay, everyone, who's first?" Hurley asked. Everyone was gathered around a large camp fire, each person both excited and afraid about what was going to happen in this game of truth or dare.

Claire volunteered. "Charlie, truth or dare?"

Charlie looked unsure but finally said dare. "Charlie, I dare you to run down the beach screaming, 'I'm a bloody rock god!'"

"Claire, you know that's nothing of a dare. I already know I'm a bloody rock god, and I don't need to shout it to the world, because they already know it too," Charlie said suavely. He got up from the log he was sitting on and started running down the beach screaming 'I'm a bloody rock god!' at the top of his lungs. When he returned to his seat (his face pink from yelling so loud), everyone was laughing.

Charlie surveyed the group as the laughter died down. With a smirk placed firmly on his lips, he said, "Ron, truth or dare?"

"T-Truth."

"Alright, name one person here that you would consider being more than friends with."

Ron mumbled something under his breath and Charlie said teasingly, "What's that? I don't think everyone here heard you right!"

"Hermione," Ron said, his ears bright red. He looked down at his feet, not able to look Hermione in the eyes.

"Fred, truth or dare?" He asked, his voice shaky from the question he was asked.

"Truth," he said.

"What's you're deepest darkest secret?"

He looked hesitant before saying, "In our first year George thought Professor Sinistra was fanciable."

George looked as though he was going to punch Fred, who was looking scared of what his twin would do to him. Harry, Ron, and Hermione laughed, nearly falling off the log they were sitting on. The others, though, didn't get the joke.

"Hurley, truth or dare?"

"Dare," Hurley said confidently.

"I dare you to wear these-" Fred said and pulled a pair of bunny ears out of a small bag that he and George had been sharing since they crashed "-for the whole day tomorrow."

Everyone laughed, and Hurley took the bunny ears from Fred.

"Harry, truth or dare?" Hurley asked, turning away from Fred towards Harry.

"Truth," Harry said.

"Who do you miss the most since you crashed?"

"Ginny."

"She your girl?" Sawyer asked, speaking for the first time since they had gathered around the campfire.

"She was…" Harry said, tears forming in his eyes. He tried to push them back, but they fell down his cheeks.

After that everyone decided to go to bed, sensing that Harry wanted to be alone.

"You alright, mate?" Ron asked Harry softly.

"I think so," Harry said and stood up. "I just haven't thought about her for a while. I think I'm going to see if Bernard found our wands yet."

"Are you ready for that walk?" Ron asked Hermione once Harry was out of earshot.

"Sure," Hermione said, standing up, and they both headed down the beach.

(A/N): I totally dedicate this chapter to my BFF klick-gurl who totally gave me so many great ideas for truth or dare. R&R