Chapter 5

A/N: Ok, so we're starting off in third person limited Ron, then once we've got up to the stage Harry was in in the last chapter. Sorry if it's a little confusing, I sort of left myself in a tricky position in the last chapter. Also, it makes me very sad when I get no reviews, and also ecstatically happy when I do. So please, for the love of GOD, review, honestly, it's only fair.

Also, I tried to include some ideas from the reviews, Seamus is being dared after Neville, so enjoy, and thank you all!

Oh, and I'm not JK Rowling, if I was, I would probably not be begging you for reviews because she gets thousands of fan letters daily. Do you see where I'm coming from? Good, you're smarter than the average troll, well done. (I'm kidding, you guys are awesome, I'm just 'odd'.)

Ron waited in what could unfortunately only be called suspense for the rest of the dare.

"It's really quite simple. All I'm asking, is that you consider very carefully, just how you feel about Hermione, and then I ask you, to do what you think is right, with a PASSION. Ron, think long and hard about this, it may be your last chance."

Ron knew Harry was being a genius, but he pretended to look confused. Think about how he felt about Hermione? Hell, he knew exactly how he felt about Hermione. She was bloody brilliant, and from him, this was a high compliment. Ron knew he loved her, and he knew just what the right thing to do for Harry's dare was. The hard part would be acting on it, and he couldn't even say that that was the dare, because technically, it wasn't, and that was precisely why Harry was a genius. Stark raving mad, but genius.

A bit like Dumbledore really…

Ron was so lost in his thoughts that he almost forgot to chose someone, he'd have to chose someone funny, hark if he needed cheering up right now…

"Neville, truth or dare?"

Ron watched happily as Neville's face turned pale and he replied-

"Truth." Neville gulped, his round cheeks bobbing up and down as he considered the direness of the situation. Harry laughed to himself, Neville really was something. Here he was, braving the Death Eaters back at Hogwarts, and yet here, safe in a tent in the middle of nowhere, suddenly such a simple question from a grumpy Ron could lead to dreadful consequences.

Harry watched quietly as a still grumpy Ron asked Neville what his biggest fear was, and watched Neville almost laugh with relief. Under pressure, Ron really was hopeless, that was possibly the most boring question you could ask someone.

Neville almost grinned as he said,

"It's funny, now that I'm not scared of Snape anymore, and with so much evil in the world, I find myself scared of almost everything and everyone. But Ron, right now, I fear nothing. You guys are the only people I trust in the world, with the possible exception of my grandmother, although she still scares the hell out of me…"

Everyone looked at Neville with a new respect, he really had grown up, after all, he was the guy who had stuck by Harry when Harry wasn't even all that great to him, in Harry's opinion, Neville was the bravest of them all.

Neville smiled, displaying gloriously cracked and yellowed teeth as he turned to Seamus.

"Seamus. Truth or dare?"

Seamus, ever the cocky Irish guy, replied, his eyes sparkling with the taste of adventure,

"Dare, Neville, need you ask?"

He sounded so much like Fred or George that they all laughed, and laughed again at his bewildered expression, it obviously hadn't been intentional.

Neville's round face was screwed up in concentration, he was obviously trying to think up the perfect dare for Seamus, who had caused him hell when they had been younger, and of course stupider.

Seamus, however looked nothing short of amused, he was practically rolling on the floor laughing. This was greatly subdued when Neville looked up, a bright gleam in his eyes. While to Seamus, Neville was still the same toadless boy from their first year, he had to admit, Neville was becoming startlingly braver than the young, round faced child, and he knew he had been a total dick in the past to him, and was nervous as to what his 'punishment' would be.

"Seamus. I have the perfect dare for you."

Neville said this is a weird voice, no one could be quite sure who he was trying to imitate, but he was doing a pretty darn hilarious job of scaring Seamus.

Everyone looked on, a little in awe as Neville turned to Luna, whispered something in her ear, watched as she smiled massively, muttered something about Wongles, and nodded.

"Seamus, Luna has kindly agreed to lend you her dress robes,"

(Which she happened to be wearing at the time, although no-one even bothered to ask why.)

Seamus looked utterly horrified. They were a marvellous concoction, really, made from the flat end of a million wands, with an underlayer of what looked like salmon pink cotton candy.

Neville continued, pretty much stating the obvious, while Seamus remained startled and disturbed.

"You will wear Luna's robes for 10 minutes, and in that time, on special request from Luna, you must not disturb the wongles. Which basically means don't touch the dress with your hands, and you're not allowed to move or talk."

Seamus, by this point looked about to crawl into a hole and die. Luna smiled at him, and he smiled back. Harry smiled at them smiling at each other. Ah, young love, there was so much romance in the air these days…

A/N: That one was kind of intended to be a little funnier than the others, don't know if I achieved that, please let me know in my reviews, I'm not going for hilarious, just mildly amusing. As always, please R&R as I actually love feedback more than anything in the world, possibly including my life. Yes, I'm that sad, don't judge me, review me.

More Seamus/Luna in the next chapter, don't think that's where I'm leaving the romance. Also, while I try and keep the sappy stuff out of my stories, the Ron/Hermione romance may get a little intense. Just be warned. Thank you my lovelies, and farewell, I'm actually pretty exhausted right now, and in a fairly depressed mood, so don't be too mad at me if I abandon you for a week, I'll try to update before Wednesday, but I do have other stories to attend to, and a life, so we'll just see how it goes shall we? Oh, and I'm terribly sorry about the long A/N's, but I can in no way promise it won't happen again…

Cheesy smile, and a slice of chocolate cheesecake to you,

Gypsey.