A/N HAPPY GRED AND FORGE DAY!

Hmmm. I have no long, boring author's note to write. (Or any random applicable Dumbledore quotes to put in, for that matter.)

*Timeskip to Friday*


Andi was making a credible attempt to pay attention to Professor Binns when the airplane hit her.

It smacked her in the back of the head, ruining any hope she had of taking good notes on 16th century goblin society. It had been taking up her concentration to the point that she had made large ink blot on her paper, tapping her quill and trying to think of a way to sum up the lecture.

She unfolded the airplane. There was an untidy scrawl inside, from one of the twins.

Meet us in the common room once everyone has gone to bed, around 12:30, we're bringing Lee and food with us

Andi scribbled Okay on the paper, refolded it, and sent it flying back toward Fred. It hit him right above his right eye; he almost fell over in surprise. Andi smiled as he glared at her. He read the message and grinned at George. The two high-fived.


That evening, Andi was one of the first to retire to the dorm. Everyone else was partying, playing games, or doing their homework in the common room.

At half past midnight, Andi snuck out of bed and silently tiptoed down the spiral staircase into the Common Room. It was dark and silent, and, though the fire still burned, it was nearly just a bed of coals.

"Fred? George? Lee?" she whispered into the dark. Fred materialized beside her.

"Hi, Andi. Glad to see you made it on time," he said, albeit quietly, startling her.

"Hi Andi," said Lee, who was standing in front of her.

"Andi!" said George from the opposite side as Fred. "Good, you didn't fall asleep like Fred."

"Did not!" Fred said.

"Did too!"

"Did not, let's go," muttered Fred, looking around.

"Where are we going, Fred?" asked Andi suspiciously.

"I'm George, and you'll see," he said mysteriously.

"I'm George, you're Fred," said George.

"Are not."

"Am too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Enough!" said Lee, shaking his head at them. The group exited the Common Room. Fred and George had the Marauders' Map; they checked it frequently. Andi and Lee followed, ducking behind tapestries and suits of armor when necessary.

After about a half-dozen flights of stairs and the feeling that they were moving in circles, Fred finally announced, "We're here."

They had stopped at a T-junction, with a blank wall at the head of the T.

"Where is here, and why are we here?" asked Andi wearily.

"Here is here, and you'll see," said Fred, who was pacing at the end of the corridor. Andi briefly wondered if he had gone mad.

However, on his third pass, the wall reformed itself into a door. Fred held it open and waved the others through. Andi looked around the room. It was circular, with bathroom facilities to one side and what looked like a plain room to the other. There were red and gold hangings, with hammocks arranged in a square in the middle. There were four hammocks.

"Now make yourselves comfortable," said George, leaning back in a hammock and crossing his legs. "We'll be here for a while."

Andi sat in her hammock and rocked back and forth. Fred and Lee sat down as well, with Fred across from George and Andi across from Lee. Andi was fairly sure that Fred was on her left.

"So why are we here?" asked Lee.

"In two words? Truth or Dare," Fred said.

"That's three, Fred," Andi said.

"Close enough. Anyone not want to play ultimate, you-can't-lie, Fred-and-George version Truth or Dare?" asked George. Andi and Lee raised their hands.

"Too bad, we're all playing and this room makes it so you can't escape," said Fred, gesturing around. "This, by the way, is the Room of Requirement. It doesn't appear on the map, and it follows your will. Mine, actually, at the moment."

"And why are we playing Truth or Dare?" asked Andi. Her brain was a little fuzzy at the moment; being overly tired made her slow of mind.

"Because it's fun," George said.

"I'll play, but what happened to the food part?"

"I'll get it in a moment. Lee?"

"I guess…but we should make a deal, if someone's about to spurt a bit too much out, the person to their left has to stop them," Lee suggested.

"Deal," said Fred, "Or anyone else who feels they should."

"Okay," agreed Andi. "Go get our food, Fred."

"I'm going, I'm going," he said, walking into a secret passageway that had just appeared. "Be back in 10 minutes," he called over his shoulder. Andi rolled her eyes and glanced at her watch.

Exactly nine minutes and fifty-three seconds later, Fred appeared, carrying armloads of food and levitating several platters. He set it all down in the middle of the space and sat in his hammock.

"Okay, here are the rules. Number one: nothing too embarrassing, or private. We have limits, and they will be enforced. Number two: Bathroom breaks are cool as long as it's not your turn in any way shape or form. Number three: truths must be answered truthfully. Veritaserum will ensure this. Number four: Dares will be completed, or your hair will turn a permanently bright shade of Fred or George Weasley's choosing. Number five: Whoever was just dared or answered a truth question goes next. Number six: You cannot leave this room, unless during a prescribed break to get food from the kitchens. Number seven: No ultra-crazy dares, again, limits will be enforced. Nothing to get anyone seriously hurt. Number eight: These rules and applicable dares are in effect until exactly 12 PM Saturday, at which point we will all depart to lunch as if nothing has happened. Other dares will be in effect until they are completed. Everyone good?" asked Fred, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, I guess," said Andi.

"Good! We have calculated the exact dose of Veritaserum, which is one tiny sip every two hours. Thus, every two hours we will have a stretching/drinking Veritaserum break," George said, passing the bottle around. Andi took a small sip. It was nearly tasteless, but she had the distinct impression of swallowing an icy-cold wave. "Let's begin! Lee, you're first."

"Okay…Fred, truth or dare?"

"Dare, of course," Fred said.

"Dare you to confess your love to McGonagall in Transfiguration on Monday," Lee said deviously.

"Accepted. Andi, truth or dare?" Fred said, taking it in stride.

"Truth," Andi decided.

"Have you ever kissed a guy?" George snickered at Fred's question, wondering about the answer.

"No. George, truth or dare?" Andi asked easily.

"Dare."

"Dare you to magically dye Dumbledore's beard tie-die at breakfast Sunday."

"Consider it done. Lee, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"You ever had a girlfriend?"

"Yes, Andi, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Dare you to lock yourself in a room for 20 minutes while we play."

Andi walked over to the empty room, locked the door, and sat against the wall while 20 minutes slowly passed.

When she came back, Lee was looking really annoyed, and Fred and George were laughing.

"Andi, truth or dare?" asked George, an evil glint in his eye.

"Dare," Andi said uncertainly.

"Dare you to kiss Lee," he said triumphantly, smirking at Lee's stricken expression. Andi's thoughts whirred for a few seconds, then she stood and walked over to Lee.

"Oh, lighten up, Lee," she said, grabbing his hand and kissing it lightly.

"That's cheating!" George accused.

"It is not, you weren't specific enough. Lee, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"What is the weirdest nickname anyone's every called you?"

"Leapfrog, and I am not explaining."

"Fair enough," said Andi.

"Fred, truth or dare?" asked Lee. Andi could tell he had a plan in mind either way. Fred clearly saw it, too, so he took the easy route.

"Dare."

"Dare you to dare Andi to kiss you, on the lips, your next turn."

"Dammit Lee!" said George. "That was going to be my dare for him!"

"You never dare Fred anyways. Fred, it's your turn."

Fred looked like he had a Cockroach Cluster in his mouth. Or a firework. "Andi, truth or dare?"

"Truth," Andi responded immediately.

"Who would you have been most annoyed with if Lee's dare had worked?"

"Lee," Andi decided. "George, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Dare you to run 10 laps around the room, no cutting corners, under the leg-locker curse."

"Fine, do the curse," George said. Andi easily cursed him and he wobbled around the room ten unsteady times, falling every so often, much to the amusement of the others.

"Andi, truth or dare?" Lee asked several minutes later.

"Dare," Andi said without thinking.

"Dare you to say dare to Fred next time he goes."

"Crap," Andi muttered. Fred had been forced to ask her every time he was picked, and she had always said truth so far. She was in trouble now. "George, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"No. Fred, truth or dare?" he asked.

"Dare." Fred's voice was somewhat resigned.

"Sing the wonderful wizard of Oz song three times without stopping for breath, at the top of your voice, solo," George said.

"We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz! He surely is a wonderful wiz if ever a wiz there was! We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz! He surely is a wonderful wiz if ever a wiz there was! We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz! He surely is a wonderful wiz if ever a wiz there was!" By the end of the lyrics, Fred had turned a light shade of reddish-purple. He gasped for air dramatically.

"Go, Fred," said Lee, as it became apparent Fred was procrastinating.

"Fine. Andi, truth or dare?"

"Dare, and can I note that my free will has been taken away through this extensive dare?"

"Noted, seconded, and I dare you to kiss Fred Weasley on the lips, curse you Lee," said Fred.

Andi stepped over to Fred, wondering at his third-person wording.

"George?" he tried, pointing to himself. "George! I'm George!" he said.

"How did he do that?" Andi wondered.

"I guess he believes it, so it qualifies as the truth," said Lee. "And, Fred, we know you're not George."

"But Veritaserum!" Fred protested. "George!" he pointed to himself.

"No, I'm definitely George," George decided.

Andi sighed. "Just stop, Fred, we all know you're Fred."

Fred decided to shut up, and he sat back in his hammock, looking rather terrified and really pissed with Lee.

Andi leaned forward and, for just an instant, their lips met. Then she pulled back and sat down.

"There, Lee, you happy now?" she asked, rather annoyed.

"No, and George, for the record, I don't think that counted."

"It did, Lee."

"Can you jinx her hair anyways?"

"No, I think it counted, so I can't."

"And you won't," said Andi, "unless you want to be jinxed back along with Lee."

"Fine, fine," Lee muttered. "Go, Andi."

"George, truth or dare?"

The game continued until Andi pleaded exhaustion and they quit for the night. Their hammocks sprouted blankets, and they all fell asleep quickly in the Room of Requirement.


A/N: Well, what did you think, guys?

[That was my last pre-written chapter. Updates may have to slooooooow down a lot, because, well, I'm working on way too many stories. Reviews are still appreciated, though, and they may influence what I'm writing! And how fast I write it!]

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