A/N: Okay this is a bit of a funny chapter as Harry,Ron and Hermione get involved in a dare game. So she may seem OOC.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Harry, Ron and Hermione were in the common room. Hermione was completing a particularly nasty Arithmancy essay while Harry and Ron procrastinated doing their homework and were instead playing a violent game of chess.
"No you stupid bishop not there!" Harry exclaimed as his bishop moved right next to Ron's queen, ignoring his instructions.
Ron chuckled at Harry's scandalised expression. Hermione shot the boys a disapproving look.
"You should be doing homework." she huffed.
"Oh lighten up 'Mione." said Ron exasperatedly.
Hermione just pursed her lips and went back to her extremely long essay.
"Plus I feel sick. I can't concentrate on my homework tonight." Harry admitted.
Hermione looked up, concern evident in her eyes.
"I'm fine 'Mione honestly it's just the treatment getting the better of me. I don't have more for a week so..." Harry tailed off.
Hermione looked doubtful but nonetheless decided not to broach the subject.
A wickedly devious grin flitted over Ron's face.
"Hey Harry want to play truth or dare again?" said Ron, grinning widely.
An equally devious grin flitted Harry's features.
"Yeah sure." said Harry, sniggering.
"'Mione are you playing?" said Harry, giving her the puppy eyes. He knew full well that when he or Ron gave her this look, she was putty in their hands.
"Oh very well," said Hermione, rolling her essay up "I've finished my homework anyway."
"Brilliant!" said Ron, rubbing his hands together gleefully.
"So hows this going to work?" said Harry, hugging a cushion to his chest and grinning.
"Well we need to set up some ground rules. 'Mione can you write them please?" said Ron, giving the puppy eyes again.
"Oh fine." she took some parchment and a quill and began to write. The boys just watched her as she wrote. She tapped the parchments twice with her wand, causing it to duplicate into three.
"Right here are the rules. I propose we sign a contract so that nobody can back out of the dares once they have been given them, or something very embarrassing will happen." said Hermione, smiling cheekily.
The boys took the pieces of paper she had handed them and began to read.
Truth or Dare- rules
You cannot back out of a dare once you have been given it. If you do, you must do a forfeit.
You can't choose truth or dare more than three times in a row.
You can't dare the person that just dared you.
EVERYONE must have a turn.
Nobody must know we are playing truth or dare.
You need to sign a contract to prove you will do the dare.
All five boys gaped at Hermione for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. Hermione shook her head but she was smiling.
"'Mione you're amazing you know that?" said Ron.
Hermione blushed and busied herself with pulling out a piece of parchment and handing it to Ron, who was closest to her.
"Right...Um sign this please." said Hermione, flustered.
The boys chuckled at Hermione's expression and signed the contract, she tapped the contract once everyone had signed and it disappeared with a blue flash.
"I propose we start tomorrow." said Harry, looking around at both his friends.
"I agree." said Ron
Hermione nodded approvingly.
"I couldn't agree more." she said. Yawning loudly, she stretched and stood up.
"Right well I'm going to bed. Night"
The boys bade her goodnight and followed soon after. Chatting eagerly about the day full of embarrassing dares ahead of them.
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The next day dawned bright and early, the sky was a clear aquamarine blue and there was a hint of spring in the air. Harry was grinning widely as he dressed and brushed his teeth.
When Harry and Ron entered the great hall for breakfast they were happy to find Hermione already there, a large book propped up on a jug of pumpkin juice in front of her and absent mindedly munching on a piece of toast.
"Hey 'Mione." Harry grinned as he slipped into a seat beside her, while Ron sat on her other side.
"Morning boys." said Hermione, not looking up from her book.
They spent the rest of breakfast, conversing about the impending dare game. They argued heatedly for several moments before it was decided that; as Ron had suggested the dare game, that he go first and Harry give him the dare, and so it was the dare game began.
Harry had a wicked grin on his face as they filed into first period potions. They went and sat at their usual tables, Harry was chuckling under his breath for the first half an hour of potions before he turned to Ron.
"I have a dare for you Ron." said Harry, sniggering.
Ron raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Well what is it?"
Harry grinned wickedly "You've got to keg Professor Snape."
Hermione burst into a peal of giggles that lasted almost five minutes, Ron scowled as she and Harry tried to get their laughter under control.
"No way! I'm not doing that." said Ron, crossing his arms and glaring at his two best friends, who were fighting to keep a straight face.
"You've got to Ronald it's the rules," Hermione insisted "Plus you signed a contract."
Ron groaned loudly and put his hands over his face for a few moments.
"Fine! But I'm so gonna get you back for this!" said Ron.
The group of friends hid amused smiles as Ron edged over to Professor Snape who was prowling around the classroom, breathing down peoples necks. Wanting to get it over with, Ron ran across the classroom, grabbed Snapes trouser legs and pulled hard, revealing green and silver boxer shorts. The whole classroom erupted into laughter.
Snape advanced on Ron with an unfathomable expression on his face, after pulling his trousers back up of course!.
"Weasley! Detention for the rest of term and 50 points from Gryffindor." Snape yelled as the bell went, signalling the end of the lesson and the class filed out, sniggering.
"God that was absolutely hilarious." said Harry, clutching his sides as they exited the classroom.
"Yes it was rather amusing." smiled Hermione, Ron just scowled.
"I'm going to get you back big time." Ron muttered as they entered the Transfiguration classroom.
"Yeah yeah you already said." said Harry, his voice alight with laughter.
Ron just rolled his eyes and stared sulkily at his blackboard. Just then Professor McGonagall entered, carrying an armful of essays. Dropping the essays onto the desk, she turned and surveyed the class sternly.
"Well? What are you all waiting for? Carry on from last lesson!" she barked. The class immediately began to attempt to turn their water goblet into champagne flutes.
"Ron it's your turn to dare someone." said Hermione.
Ron grinned evilly and turned to Harry. "I dare you to nick McGonagalls hat and run off with it, wearing it." said Ron, chortling. Hermione rolled her eyes.
Harry on the other hand, looked horrified.
"Are you mad? She'll murder me!" he exclaimed as said professor turned and glared at them.
"Potter! Weasley! Is there something you wish to share with the class?" barked Professor McGonagall.
Ron and Harry exchanged shifty looks, while Hermione smiled innocently at the stern professor.
"No Professor McGonagall." said Harry politely, going back to his goblet.
"No sorry Professor." said Ron, bowing his head and biting the inside of his cheeks to prevent the giggles that threatened to escape.
"Very well continue with your transfiguration or you will be on the receiving end of a detention." she snapped and swept back to the front of the classroom.
"Okay fine I'll do it." whispered Harry.
"Wicked." grinned Ron.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and flash of light, causing half the class to jump out of their seats. It transpires that Seamus Finnigan had attempted to transfigure his goblet and it had exploded.
The end of the lesson came too soon for Harry's liking. Ron's sniggering and Hermione's disapproving tuts as they left the classroom, leaving Harry with Professor McGonagall.
"Potter! Don't you have a lesson to be getting to?" barked Professor McGonagall.
"Uh yes well you see Professor...It's like this..." Harry began and steeling himself first, Harry quickly reached over and nabbed McGonagalls hat.
He ran like the wind, ignoring McGonagall when she shouted for him to come back. Giggles tore from his throat as he ran through the corridors at a sprinters pace towards Gryffindor common room.
He passed several students who cast him amused glances when they saw he had Professor McGonagalls hat. Finally, he reached the Gryffindor common room and screaming the password to the disgruntled Fat Lady, burst into the common room, roaring with laughter.
"You got it?" said Ron, eyes lighting up with glee.
"Yup," said Harry, holding up the hat. Two nearby second year girls giggled loudly "She's probably after my blood mind you." said Harry, chuckling and throwing the hat down on Ron's lap.
"Ah well, it was nice knowing you mate." said Ron, patting his shoulder. Hermione sniffed from the corner.
"Something the matter Hermione?" said Harry, concerned.
"No I'm fine." said Hermione, slamming her book shut and smiling at her best friend.
"Good. Because it's your turn next." said Harry, smiling innocently at her.
Hermione huffed. "Fine what do you want me to do?"
Harry and Ron exchanged cheeky glances. Ron whispered in Harry's ear. A lopsided grin appeared on Harry's face.
"Right I dare you to take Trelawneys clothes and towel when she's showering. Which" Harry checked his watch "Should be about now. If my calculations are correct"
It was common knowledge that the mad old bat showered just before lunch, as passing students had reported to hearing her singing loudly and off key, amid the splashing of the water.
To their great surprise, Hermione smiled evilly "Okay fine."
Both boys mouths dropped open as they gaped at their bookworm best friend.
"Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?" said Ron, flabbergasted.
"I don't know what you mean Ronald." said Hermione innocently, looking at her fingernails.
Ron snorted and Harry raised his eyebrows disbelievingly.
"Right if I must do this, lets get it over with." Hermione huffed.
Chortling, the two boys followed a nervous Hermione to Trelawneys classroom and had to smother their laughter when they heard Trelawney singing from her private quarters. She pulled the door open slowly, so as not to make it creak and edged into the room.
Trying to control their sniggers, they pricked their ears for any sounds within the room. Moments later, Hermione emerged with an armful of clothes.
"Run." she yelled.
The boys did not need telling twice. They scarpered, running as fast as possible when they were laughing. In such a state, they did not notice Professor Lupin, standing at the end of the corridor, glaring sternly at them.
They felt him however when they ran full smack into him, sending them flying backwards and sprawling all over the floor.
Remus repressed the urge to chuckle at the sight of Harry and Ron falling to the floor and Hermione paling dramatically when she realised she'd been caught.
"Follow me you three." he said firmly, and with that, he whirled around and lead them through numerous corridors until they reached his office.
"In!" he pointed them into the office.
The trio shuffled in obediently. Hermione still holding the clothes.
He shut the door and indicated for them to sit down. They did so, Harry and Ron trying not to laugh and Hermione trying not to cry.
"Please explain somebody why I have had a number of reports about the three of you causing mischief today? Pulling a teachers pants down, stealing a teachers hat? And now stealing a teachers clothes?" Lupin said sternly, crossing his arms.
Harry looked down at his lap, biting the inside of his cheek to repress the giggle that was trying to escape. Ron let out a small whimper as he fought the laughter. Hermione on the other hand was shaking with silent sobs.
"Umm...well..." said Harry, taking a deep breath and trying hard not to laugh.
"Yes Harry?" said Lupin, turning to Harry.
"Nothing." said Harry, shuddering with silent giggles.
"Now I want all three of you to promise me that you won't act so immaturely again. You may leave. Harry stay behind please."
Harry stared helplessly at his friends as Ron (with his arm around a silently crying Hermione) threw him an apologetic look and Hermione dumped the clothes in her recently vacated chair.
"Don't cry Hermione." said Lupin softly, handing Hermione a tissue. Hermione smiled gratefully at him and they left the office.
Remus looked at Harry for a few seconds, as he sat twiddling his thumbs nervously. The corners of his mouth twitched and to Harry's great surprise, he burst out laughing.
"Umm Uncle Remus?" said Harry uncertainly.
"Sorry Harry." said Remus, getting his emotions back under control "There's something I need to tell you Harry."
Harry looked curiously at Remus, head to the side.
"Oh right?" he said.
Remus took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.
"Have you wondered why I get sick every month? Or why I don't always turn up for classes?"
Harry nodded.
"Yeah I have wondered actually.
"Well you see the thing is Harry..." Remus began, unsure of how to word it.
"I'm a werewolf."