Author's Note: OMG, I know, I know, I haven't written in over a YEAR and I'm sooo sorry. I suck. Really.

You know what? The 'Hermione-grows-up-wow-she's-hot' thing is cliché. LOL, I know, I should've realized earlier but you know. I used to like clichés, I don't know.

By the way, thank you to all my AMAZING reviewers. I love you guys! I'm making Chapter 10 an extra long one to make it up to you guys.

Anyway, I just realized I haven't written disclaimers so here's my one and only, on behalf of all the other chapters:

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS. I OWN NOTHING. EXCEPT THE PLOT. LOL.

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Flashback:

"Truth Or Dare Fred?" George asked.

"Neither." Fred laughed before saying, "Dare."

"I dare you to kiss Hermione's breasts." George howled with laughter.

"You're evil." Hermione said, her heart pumping.

"He is." Fred agreed before pulling Hermione's top up and kissing her breasts lightly.

The others roared with laughter and whistled.

"Shut up." Fred blushed, "Let's play 'I Never' now."

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"How do you play 'I Never'?" Hermione asked.

"Easy." Ginny said, flicking her wand so goblets filled with butterbeer appeared

in front of each person. "When it's your turn, you have to say something you've

never done or said, and whoever has done or said what you just said you have

never done or said, has to drink from his or her goblet. Then the person whose

turn it is has to ask one of the people who drank 'why', 'what', 'who', 'where',

'when', or 'how'. Does that sound easy enough?"

Ron looked confused. "Er…"

"Don't be thick, Ron, she just explained very clearly." Hermione said in

exasperation. "Let's start, shall we? Harry, I believe it was your turn."

Ron harrumphed but didn't say anything and Harry grinned. "I've

never…skinny-dipped."

George, Ginny and Hermione drank.

Fred raised an eyebrow. "You've gone skinny-dipping?"

Hermione ignored him, though her cheeks colored slightly.

"Hermione, why did you go skinny dipping?" Harry smirked.

Hermione's cheeks turned redder. "It's a long story."

"We've got time." Fred pointed out. "Tell us everything, and not just the reason

why."

Hermione sighed. "Okay. It was the summer before Harry's, Ron's and my third

year and it was three days before I was supposed to come to the Burrow but I'd

already read all the books in our house so I was bored. So, I decided to…swim in

my neighbors pool, for the sake of an adventure, even if it was a small one.

Then, I guess I got carried away and stripped before jumping in. A few minutes

later, my neighbor came out of her house and screamed. I was scared so I leapt

out of the pool, climbed back over the fence and dashed into my house. My mum

was in the living room and looked up when I got in. She stared at me in shock

for a moment, then said, "We're going to have a talk later, young lady." I was so

embarrassed but I dressed then let my mum lecture me for TWO hours."

By this time, the others were rolling around with laughter and Hermione's

cheeks were burning, but she was grinning.

"I'd give anything to have been there." Fred chuckled. "I can just imagine you

jumping over a fence without any clothes on."

Hermione swatted his head, laughing. "Whatever. It's my turn."

Everyone turned to her eagerly.

"I've never…masturbated while thinking of a professor."

Fred groaned in disgust and Hermione thought no one would drink when,

blushing deeply, George drank from his goblet.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Hermione gaped. "WHO?

"You'd rather not know." George winced. "During Fred's and my seventh year,

Umbridge got this Veela to teach our year Sex Ed, you see - "

Ginny's jaw dropped. "That's completely disgusting!"

"Tell me about it." Fred added. "I admit, she was HOT, but masturbating about

her? I should disown you as a twin!"

"Don't be horrible." Hermione said. "Let's just continue. Ginny?"

"Okay, I've never snogged two guys in two minutes." Ginny said.

Guiltily, Hermione drank. The others gaped.

"We're getting to know more about you in these games then we've ever known

about you before!" Ginny exclaimed as Hermione grinned sheepishly.

"I like to focus on studying." She admitted.

"I'll say." Ron muttered and everyone laughed, including Hermione.

"So, Hermione, who were the two guys you snogged?" Ginny asked, wiggling

her eyebrows.

"Seamus and Dean." Hermione blushed. "In fifth year. Lavender dared me."

Harry whistled. "You sure get around!"

Fred scowled. "It's your turn, Ron."

"Right then." Ron grinned. "I've never…gotten drunk."

Reluctantly, Fred, George and Ginny drank.

Ron stared at Ginny in horror. "You've gotten drunk? When???"

"Last Thursday, actually." Ginny smirked. "Unfortunately for you, I'm not

answering any more questions on that topic. All I'm saying is that I got so drunk

I blacked out a while. I'm never getting drunk again. It was my first and

ONLY time, I assure you."

George looked relieved. "Good. Whose turn is it now?"

"Yours." Harry said.

"I've never eaten snails." George said promptly.

Hermione gulped down the rest of her butterbeer. "Don't ask. I was in France,

and escargots is a delicacy there."

Fred wrinkled his nose. "Gross."

"Agreed." Hermione sighed. "Are we done here?"

"Nope, it's my turn." Fred grinned. "I've never snogged an animal, and don't

ever plan to, thank you very much."

No one drank and Ginny stood up. "That's that, then. Let's play K.I.S.S after

dinner. Things seem more steamy at night."

"Things are steamy all the time." Fred said, kissing the back of Hermione's

neck.

Hermione pushed him away, getting up as well. "Let's go get dinner now. My

stomach's growling non-stop."

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Mrs. Weasley set a plate of food in front of each person, beaming. "Remember

the spell we learnt today, Ron!"

Ron merely grunted and began shoveling his food into his mouth.

Hermione smiled at Mrs. Weasley politely. "I found today's lesson very

interesting, Mrs. Weasley."

Mrs. Weasley smiled back fondly. "Of course you did, dear. You're a very

hardworking girl."

"She's always been hardworking." Fred pointed out, finding Hermione's hand

under the table. "You've just never noticed."

Mrs. Weasley sighed. "I know."

She bustled out and Hermione reluctantly pulled her hand away from Fred's so

she could start eating.

Half an hour later, all of them had finished eating. They hurried into Ron's room

so they could start playing.

Hermione conjured a fourteen-sided dice and a bottle and turned to the others.

"I'm improvising it so here's how the game works: When it's your turn, you roll

the dice. Whatever body part it lands on, you have to kiss. The 14 sides are

forehead, ear, nose, lips, cheek, hand, neck, chest, butt, thighs, calf, shoulder,

spine – which means down the spine, by the way - and all-over, which is all of

the above. You spin the bottle and have to kiss whoever it lands on.

Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." Harry saluted, grinning. "You go first."

"Fine." Hermione huffed, rolling the dice.

She winced when she read the words, 'All-Over'. Closing her eyes, she spun the

bottle. When she opened them, she looked where the bottle's tip was pointing.

George.

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Author's Note: LOL, I had planned for the bottle to land on Ginny, just for fun, but I hate femme-slash so…yeah. Please don't kill me because it's the wrong twin! Ha ha, this should be interesting. Oh, and I got the 'Spin the Bottle/K.I.S.S' thing from another fanfic, but it's been deleted. (sobs)

See you at the next chapter and I promise the next update will come before Christmas!