Back from Europe, so thought I better finish this fic for you all. ^-^ hope you all had a great Christmas and new years! Hope this is as good as the last two! Please review ~CrAZychicke~

I do not own Harry Potter these rights belong to the fabulous JK Rowling – I am merely a fan.

Part Three

"Are you happy now?" Lavender rounded on Ron as Seamus slumped back into his place in the circle. Ron's face was red as a tomato, he frowned with a shrug. "I chose you! Remember? This is stupid. I'm sorry guys, I've got to get out of here, I'm sure you can play without me." Lavender pushed open the door and slipped out. Ginny rounded on Ron so quickly Draco was impressed and a little scared. Who knew the youngest Weasley had it in her?

"WHAT THE HELL RON? IF YOU WANT TO LOSE HER BY ALL MEANS STAND AROUND LIKE YOU'RE DOING NOW, BUT IF YOU WANT TO DO THE RIGHT THING - I'D GET OUT OF HERE NOW AND GO APPOLOGISE. IF YOU DON'T I'LL SEND SEAMUS!"

Seamus put his hands up and shook his head furiously.

"Aye, I'm not going anywhere near this – it's too screwed up as it is. For the record Ron, I don't have feelings for her... it was just the game..."

Harry put a hand on Ron's shoulder and before anybody could say another word, let alone Ginny. Ron picked up his pants he had shed earlier and run out the door to find Lavender.

"Who's turn is it?" Ginny asked, as Draco pulled her hand and caught her round the middle, hugging her tightly. She sighed, "Oh yeah Seamus..."

Seamus turned to his best friend who had been swinging on his chair.

"Dean?"

Dean grounded the chair quickly as the room of classmates stared at him, waiting. Draco meanwhile was calming Ginny down by whispering words of comfort in her ear. She seemed to be taking his advice.

"Truth, since we haven't had many of them...." Seamus started quietly. Hermione caught Harry's eye. She was sure it was because of the turmoil the dares had caused. For whatever reason, she didn't mind the game had lasted longer than she ever thought and frankly they only had a few hours before sunrise and classes would start soon. Dean shrugged. "If you were stuck in detention who would you prefer it be with if it had to be with Snape or McGonagall?"

"McGonagall for sure."

"That was too easy; it should be a real question." Goyle said from the back of the room where he had been forgotten. There was a murmur of agreeance from the other Slytherins but Hermione waved her hand to dismiss it.

"We don't have time for this, next!" Goyle rolled his eyes and told them; in that case he was done and was going to see what Crabbe was up to. Blaise almost stood up to except Draco gave him a warning look and he resumed his seat, after all it was his idea to join the game in the first place.

Dean turned to Ginny. "What happened in second year with Riddle's Diary?"

"Oi, it's not your turn!" Harry yelled, giving Hermione a look as if to say, do something!

"Fair question though, we never really found out...I mean the details..." Luna began.

"Yeah, what did happen between you and Lord Voldemort Junior?" Blaise asked perking up.

Ginny felt the entire rooms grow still and quiet. She could feel Draco's eyes boring into her and the rest of the rooms'. Harry seemed like the story shouldn't be shared, not like this any way, it was personal and too tender a subject but Ginny felt safe in Draco's arms and the game had grown so much more than a simple "Truth or Dare" it seemed that their group of friends and enemies were growing ever so closer...

Ginny made up her mind to answer, if she passed she would have to lose a piece of clothing, Draco probably wouldn't have minded... she smiled to herself and then as the room stirred, she answered calmly and as though remembering a dream describing her experiences of finding the little black book in her cauldron after visiting Flourish & Blotts that day. She had written her troubles and wishes down in the diary and the boy seemed to care about her feelings until she started to find that she couldn't remember what she was doing for whole days....waking up with blood on her hands and she knew immediately that it was the diary. Ginny paused to look up at the room, she had been staring at her toes and Draco pulled her close, tightly almost as if he were afraid that somebody was going to pull her away. Ginny continued quietly, "I was the one who wrote the messages on the wall, well it was Riddle possessing me, I don't remember him taking me over, everything just went black really...I think I must have fainted because the next time I woke it was to find Harry in the Chamber or Secrets covered in blood and the basilisk dead, the diary was destroyed by a basilisk fang..."

At this point in the story, Draco turned to Harry and gave him a look as to say thank you but in more of a manly and uncaring (though it was nonetheless true of the opposite) voice. Ginny's voice faded away and she looked up into Draco's face burying her head against his chest as he muttered fiercely, "I've got you, I'm sorry for making you think of that."

"S'ok, it feels good to get off my chest." Ginny looked over at Harry and smiled through the fresh tears which rolled down her pale cheeks.

"Ahem – so back to Dean." Pansy interrupted, tearing everyone's gaze back to her. She looked at him with raised eyebrows and he pointed at Luna. Luna had to receive a nudge in the ribs by Neville until she realised they were all staring at her.

"What's with the radish earrings?" Luna smiled at Dean dreamily. "They were my mothers."

"This is just too confusing, how about if anyone has a question or dare they can just shout out?" Blaise said suddenly.

"He's just annoyed; he hasn't had to do anything yet." Pansy said tossing her black hair over her shoulder. Blaise glared at her.

"I don't care, so long as I can go soon." Hermione said, glancing out of the window impatiently.

"Why don't you go now? It's not like you're being forced to be here."

"Shut up Blaise."

"It's okay Harry, I'm only sticking around because I'm keeping Luna and Ginny company."

"You can go if you want Hermione, I think I might go soon too anyway." Ginny told Hermione.

"Well if you're going I'm coming with you." Draco added. Ginny smiled.

"Hang on, just one question before you go Hermione." Pansy asked, sitting up straight. Hermione, Ginny and Draco stopped to look at her. Pansy grinned.

"Did you kiss Victor Krum at the Yule ball, or was it more than that?" Pansy asked, grinning. Hermione face went pink and she was glad that Ron had left the room. Of course it didn't make life any easier to have half her classmates staring at her. She wasn't going to strip, not even for Blaise's eager eyes.

"Just for you Pansy; it was only a kiss."

Pansy rolled her eyes.

"Now au revoir tout le monde, I'm off to see if there's any breakfast left." With that Hermione slipped outside as quiet as a mouse. Harry followed without a word. He'd had enough for one night.

"Well should we keep on playing or call it quits?" Ginny asked the room. Pansy was content at doing an all nighter and the morning. Dean and Seamus shrugged, Neville wasn't sure what he wanted and Luna was oblivious, blowing bubbles from her wand. "Well you decide; I'm going to leave now." Draco grabbed her hand as she turned and they both exited.

"I say we keep on going, I mean class doesn't start for a few more hours at least right?" Blaise added, leaning back on his chair. Pansy a seductive tongue over her lips and stared at Dean who shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Seamus was too busy staring at Luna and wondering if she had lost her mind as she crawled about the wooden floors looking for Nargles. Theodore who had been keeping to himself for most of the game stood up to stare out of the window.

"I'm game." Neville said, "I've got a free anyway. What are we playing for?"

"First one to lose all their clothes?" Blaise mused.

"Last one to stay in the room has to make out with Pansy?" Seamus asked. Blaise, Dean and Neville all stood up quickly. Theodore didn't take any notice. The game had worn off on him.

"What's going to keep you in the room?" Pansy asked, unbuttoning her top. "Fancy painting a portrait of me Dean?" Pansy asked.

"By portrait she means nude fresco." Blaise muttered, dodging a punch from Pansy.

"Can you see the Thestrals today, Theodore?" Luna asked coming over to stand by Theodore and resting her arm on his. Theodore looked down briefly but didn't flinch like he would have normally. Besides it looked like his fellow Slytherins were too busy to take any notice.

"Yes. I've always seen them."

"I can see them because my mother died in front of me. How about you?"

"My father..." Theodore felt her squeeze his arm tenderly. It felt nice to have someone care. He had never explained nor told anyone what had happened to his father. For some reason, telling Luna felt so much easier than telling anybody else. "My mother doesn't much like men, it's a wonder I ever survived my childhood..."

"You seem ok to me." Luna pulled up the window and Theodore watched absent-mindly as she breathed in the cold mist – it had started to snow. "Well, I have Divination shortly, would you like me to walk you to class, you have Potions next don't you?"

Theodore stared at her with a puzzled face. "Potions and Divination are on completely different paths and on opposite sides of Hogwarts..."

"Really? I hadn't noticed." She said dreamily. Theodore followed her out the door, maybe against his better judgement; he didn't know, but something told him that Luna had more to say than just those brief words by the window.

"Not you too?!" Blaise demanded as Theodore opened the door for Luna. He shrugged with a grin and Blaise turned to the five left in the room. "This sucks."

"So how about it Dean?" Pansy said, dropping her shirt to the floor to reveal her red lacy bra. She pulled off her skirt and let it fall in a heap at her feet. Neville couldn't help but look away, things had just got a lot more awkward! Seamus was gripping the end of the table with so much pressure; he had lost the feeling in his fingers. Dean was gobsmacked and couldn't tear his gaze away from her slender body, her skin was glowing in the sunrise and when would he ever get this chance again? Blaise gulped, as she smiled devilishly and picked herself up so she lay with her body facing the four wizard boys and made herself comfortable. "Is this angle ok?"

"I think I like Seamus's idea now."Blaise said.

"What the making out with Pansy or the fleeing?" Neville asked as Pansy started to take off her bra, making the four boys slightly nervous.

"I was thinking of the fleeing..."

"Last one!" Blaise and Neville were up on their feet suddenly and racing each other out the door. It took a second for Dean and Seamus to realise what had happened and they jumped up after them.

"What is going on here?" A drawling monotone voice asked. The boys groaned as Professor Snape appeared in front of the four embarrassed wizards. "Ah...Miss Parkinson," Pansy grinned up at the Potions master, "Please put your clothes back on. Looks like I came in the nick of time – detention for all of you."

"If only he knew." Seamus muttered.

When Pansy was ready she ran her finger over each boy's faces until she came to stand in front of Snape. "I look forward to it."

"No-one mutters a word about what happened after everybody left right?" Dean muttered.

"Agreed!" Neville, Blaise and Seamus said quickly and they turned to stare at Pansy as she grinned back at them with a devilish spark in her eye.

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Well that's it for this one! Hope it was ok. Thank you again to all my readers and for your feedback. ~CrAZychicke~