Nothing belongs to me.
VIII: Test
"Ron's going to kill me!" moaned Ginny, ashen-faced, stumbling out of the Great hall, Luna and Colin behind her, fighting to catch up.
"Ron?" Colin said, incredulously. "What about Dean?"
"Oh don't worry—Dean knows all about the dare."
"Dare?" Luna asked curiously as the trio flew up the grand staircase, unsure of their next destination.
"It's a tradition." Ginny explained, panting. "On the night of September first every girl in my dormitory participates in a game of Truth or Dare—
"A muggle game." Colin interjected, at the look on Luna's face.
"And I just had to pick 'Dare'!" said Ginny bitterly. "A test of my courageous Gryffindor spirit!" She could really use a time turner right now.
"So that's why you kissed Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes." groaned Ginny. She sank to the floor in the middle of the Charms corridor, her head in her hands.
"Well, you shouldn't have to worry then!" cried Luna.
"Yeah," Colin added, sitting down next to Ginny and patting her arm. "It was just a dare. It's not like you wanted to kiss that git."
Ginny nodded, smiling weakly. She was anything but relieved.
True, it didn't upset her that Ron and Harry were going to go to Azkaban for murdering Malfoy and then her. Yeah, she had done the dare at breakfast, in front of the entire school, but that didn't worry her. And the Dean thing had been resolved.
No, what was bothering Ginny so much was the fact that Draco Malfoy had kissed her back. And that she had liked it.