Chapter Eight - Truth or Dare

"So, Katie's going to help?" Mikey looked to Skye, who wasn't huddled up like an eskimo inside her cloak like Tabitha was.

"Well, not technically. When we asked her she wasn't too sure about the whole thing. Luckily, Angelina was there and said something about getting them back for putting a dung bomb in her trunk. So the thing's still on," Skye explained.

There was a muffled response from the eskimo, which was met with a sigh from Mikey.

"We don't have a clue what you're saying Tabitha," Mikey shook his head.

"Why are we out here! It's freezing," she whined in response once she had uncovered her head. Her black hair was dishevelled from her encasement.

"Come on, let's start walking towards the Quidditch pitch. Angelina said they finish about now and we need to catch them at the right moment," Skye said as she punched herself off the ground and brushed the dirt off her cloak.

As the three approached the Quidditch pitch, they spotted Adam walking along with the twins and Angelina. Mikey waved his arm above his head frantically in greeting.

"Good day, good sirs!" Adam shouted over. Reaching the group he did an awkward bow which caused Skye's eyebrows to knit together in confusion.

"How do you do?" George seemed to pick up on Adams strange welcome and imitated the posh greeting. Fred bowed courteously.

"Err, sorry we're late, but you know Tabitha. By the time I dragged her out of bed we'd already missed it all," Skye laughed lightly.

"You know we don't appreciate spies coming to watch us," Angelina joked with a grin.

"Really! I was merely waiting for my comrades," he replied graciously. Tabitha's eyes narrowed as she glared at the boy. Mikey and Skye were suppressing their laughter. It seemed when Adam had volunteered for the role to hand over the password he hadn't been joking about his background in 'Shakespearean theatre' and how it would be an asset.

"Right," Mikey cleared his throat as he struggled to keep a straight face. "Well, did you manage to stay long enough to talk to the prefects? I don't want to be locked out."

"Certainly, my good sir! To enter our humble abode…" he began. Mikey gave Skye a panicked plan was that Adam was supposed to take Mikey aside. No one would ever reveal their password purposely in front of another house. It was too suspicious.

"Maybe we should do this over there!" Mikey rushed the words as he pulled Adam aside. One glance at the twins showed Skye that they were certainly interested. At least the chaos had caused them to show some interest.

Tabitha shouted after them, fury building up in her features. "What the hell!"

"I THINK we should go check out the Quidditch pitch. Come on you can tell me the rules," Skye said as she dragged Tabitha in the other direction. As she glanced back she saw that the twins had headed in the direction of the two boys.

"He almost ruined it!" Tabitha seethed as they reached the Quidditch grounds.

"Well, at least we got their interest. Plus, they probably thought you were mad they didn't want to say anything around you than them. Hath they offended you my liege?" Skye finished off with a flourish causing Tabitha to crack a smile.

"Certainly not! One can not offend one such as myself when they are of such pig-headedness," she returned Skye's flourish with a courtesy.

"Who doth call us pig heads?" Mikey chirped up from behind. Adam followed sheepishly with a blush arising on his cheeks.

"Two of the fairest ladies in the land, my good sir," Skye followed up. This caused Mikey to snort.

"Hey! I take offence at that!" Tabitha crossed her arms with a huff.

"Never mind that. How did it go?" Skye asked eagerly.

"They heard us. Weren't too secretive about it. They said we shouldn't worry as they don't know where the entrance is anyway," Adam grinned. He was obviously pleased his mistake hadn't ruined the plan.

"The smarmy gits!" Tabitha breathed. However, her face was already filling with her malicious grin. "Revenge certainly is sweet," she sang.

XxX

"And here is the iconic Gryffindor, Oliver Wood, in his natural state of contemplation over a miniature Quidditch pitch. Some say Wood has mistaken this model as a mate and tends to smooch it from time to time." Lee Jordan appeared to be narrating the activities of the common room in a nature programme voice over style, much to the disgruntled Gryffindors being mentioned. However, each comment was matched with a roar of laughter from the fire where the second and third years were gathered around for a game of truth or dare.

"What's taking her so long?" Tabitha whined.

"She'll do it. Just be glad you're not the one hanging around the entrance of your own common room," Skye whispered back. The boys had been loitering in the library all day on the knowledge that things were going down tonight. So far the game had gone a lot longer than expected, so Skye had assumed they'd turned to Plan B and took to camping outside the common room, trying to avoid the wandering teachers.

"Ouch! Were you aware you have knives for elbows?" Skye grumbled whilst rubbing her side. Tabitha's eyes were wild with excitement as they fixed on the group at the fireplace. Skye opened her book back up to stare at while she eavesdropped hoping to be more subtle than her eccentric friend.

"Oh, so our game of truth or dare is too small time for the great Weasley twins, is it?" Angelina could be heard mocking them.

"They're not playing," Tabitha breathed, mouth slanted in anger.

"They're winding her up. It's fine," Skye whispered back.

"If you want to challenge us at least make it worth our while," George wiggled his eyebrows at her, his voice filled with challenge.

"Fine. I dare you to break into another house's common room," Angelina voice carried over the entire common room, which caused it to go silent. However, the twins could only grin at each other.

"Now that's a fine challenge. Come on Georgie, we've got a reputation to uphold," Fred almost cheered as he clapped his twin on the shoulder and headed towards the exit.

"You're bluffing! You can't get in another common room," Angelina smirked. Skye had the hand it to the girl, she had just as much dramatic flare as Tabitha.

The twins stopped just by the table Skye and Tabitha were occupying as George replied. "Well, we were planning on popping in on our good friend Mikey anyway weren't we Fred?".

"Might as well kill two birds with one stone. Want me to pass along a message for you, Tabby cat?" Fred tilted his head to the side in question as he leaned across their table. Tabitha glared at him for the use of her brothers nickname for her.

"You can't get into his common room. It's password protected, just like ours is," Skye prompted.

"We're hurt by your lack of faith, Skye. Looks like you'll have to witness our greatness for yourselves. Come on," George gestured for them to follow. Skye glanced at Tabitha who nodded with a satisfied smirk. They followed the now large group of Gryffindors out the common room, all of whom wanted to witness such a feat. Little did they know that the tides were turning for the great Weasley twins.