***Hello, Truth or Dare readers! I'm annairb7! 8 things I need to say first:
1. You should read the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone and the Chamber of Secrets before reading this fanfiction
2. Ginny can speak in front of Harry and talk to him, and she still has a mega-crush on Harry
3. Set in the Christmas holidays of Harry's 2nd year (Chamber of Secrets book). Justin Finch-Fletchley and Nearly Headless Nick had been recently attacked
4. Please review and follow and whatever!
5. If you are a Hunger Games fan, please check out my fanfiction, Let the 70th Hunger Games begin!
6. I don't own Harry Potter, obviously. JK Rowling does!
7. Most of the dares are based off the dares my friends and I do at lunchtime at school. The extra rules added in here are also based off how we play Truth or Dare!
8. Enjoy reading!***
The twins scrambled out of the portrait. They spent about 10 seconds pushing and shoving, trying to get out first. After a couple of moments, George managed to shove his way out of the Fat Lady's portrait. Hermione and Ginny scurried after them, both holding their blue stopwatches. Harry and Ron lay back, relaxing in the nice warmth of the fire.
George's POV
I'm off, racing down the stairs. Fred charges the opposite way, Hermione trying to keep up with my twin. Meanwhile, Ginny is running after me, also trying to keep up with me, the blue stopwatch in her hand. I'm going to beat Fred.
I speed down the corridor like the fireworks Fred and I created. I nearly run head first into Alicia, who plays on the Quidditch team as Chaser. 'Alicia' I say. 'Give me your shoe!' Alicia gives me a 'What? Seriously?' look. 'Give me your shoe, please. I'll give it back in-' I checked Ginny's stopwatch '-9 minutes and 36 seconds.' 'Um...sure' agrees Alicia, untying her black shoe and passing it to me. 'Thanks!' I shout, holding her shoe, as I run past her. Ginny giggles at Alicia's questioning look
'Weasley! Don't run down corridors!' McGonagall's voice sharply says to me. I turn, to face Professor McGonagall, whose mouth is a thin line, her eyes flashing angrily. '5 points from Gryffindor' 'Can I have your shoe?' '...' '...' 'Why on Earth would you need my shoe, Weasley?' McGonagall asks, wearing an expression close to Alicia's when I asked Alicia for her shoe. 'Dare' I say. 'Please, Professor, give me your shoe.' McGonagall draws her wand from her robes, and a single leather shoe appears from the air. 'Thank you, Professor!' I yell over my shoulder as I zoom past her, taking the shoe. Ginny is laughing so much she can barely run. '4 more minutes, George!' Ginny laughs.
I bump into Malfoy, who is swaggering down the corridor with Crabbe and Goyle (gits, all 3 of them). 'Watch it, Weasley' Malfoy sneered. 'Give me your shoe, Malfoy. You two, Crabbe and Goyle, give me your shoe as well.' Crabbe and Goyle take off the shoes, and are about to hand them over when Malfoy commands them to stop. 'Why don't you get your own shoes, Weasley? Too poor, I bet. You couldn't even afford a single Bertie Botts jellybean!' Malfoy laughs loudly, his two friends guffawing along with him. Ginny opens her mouth angrily, but I snatch Crabbe and Goyle's shoes, and zip off. I'm now carrying 4 shoes, and I have a total of 13 points. 'One more minute!' yells Ginny.
I fly around the castle, searching for a person. I can't seem to find anyone!
'And time's - UP!' shouted Ginny. Damn... 13 points is nothing. If only I found someone in that last minute!
Ginny covers her mouth, stifling the laughter. 'What's so funny?' I ask. 'It's...Hermione bewitched the stopwatch to tape everything, we can show Harry and Ron!' snorted Ginny. 'What! You weren't meant to tape us! Not that the dare was all that bad' I say. Together, my sister and I troop back to Gryffindor Tower
Fred's POV
George rams me out of the way so he could get out of the Fat Lady's portrait first. Scowling, I scramble after him. I race left, along the corridor, while George flew down the staircase, Ginny behind him. Hermione's trying to keep up with me, but she's a bit far behind me: I'm sprinting as if for my life. I'm going to beat George.
I run around for the first minute or two, finding no one. The castles seems to be deserted, most of the students outside to play in the snow. Nobody would give me their shoe if they were playing in the snow, and anyway, I don't have time to run all the way down onto the grounds
I zoom down the Charms corridor, and I see a tiny figure, evidently talking to a much taller person. I speed up, and skid to a stop. Perfect. I'm definitely going to beat George.
'Professor Dumbledore' I say, interrupting Professor Flitwick. 'Can I please have your shoe, sir?' I asked politely. Normally I'm not polite, but a) he's Headmaster b) if I'm rude Dumbledore won't give me his shoe and c) I'm already being rude by butting into Professor Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick's conversation.
'May I ask why, Mr Weasley?' Dumbledore says, his piercing blue eyes twinkling in amusement. I begin to explain. 'I got a dare from Harry, and I picked George to do it with me. We have to get as many shoes as we can in 10 minutes. A student's shoe counts for 1 point, a teacher's earns 10 points, and yours, sir, earns 100 points.' I take my time explaining. I expect Dumbledore to give me his shoe, and I'll be done - there's no way George could have gotten 100 points.
'Here is my shoe, then, Mr Weasley. I hope you win' Dumbledore replies. He takes out his wand, and gives it a sharp jab. A single green shoe appears from thin air. I catch it. 'Thank you, Professor' I say. 'Oh, and may I have yours, Professor Flitwick?' I ask. 'Yes' he squeaks, taking out his wand. In a millisecond, an orange shoe clatters to the ground. 'Thank you!' I say happily to the pair, waking away.
'3 more minutes' announces Hermione staring at the small blue stopwatch. I nearly forgot she was there. 'What?' I ask Hermione, questioning her suppressed giggles. 'I bewitched the stopwatch' said Hermione. 'It's been filming the whole time, so we could make sure that you didn't cheat.' 'Eh' I say. 'You can let the other watch my amazing win!'
We begin walk back to Gryffindor Tower, with me confident that I've won with 110 points.
Overall POV
Harry and Ron were beginning to get bored. 'How long has it been?' whined Ron. Harry checked his watch. '8 minutes' the dark-haired boy replied. 'They'll be back soon, Ron.'
They sat, enjoying the heat of the crackling fire. The portrait suddenly opened, revealing Fred and Hermione, Fred holding only 2 shoes. 'You're early' said Harry. Ron raised his eyebrows at Fred's 2 shoes, a green one and an orange one. Hermione held out the stopwatch. 'Look at this' she said, and Hermione pressed a button on the blue stopwatch.
The time on the screen vanished, the screen turning into a miniature television. Ron held it, both Harry and Ron watching the screen. It replayed Fred running around the castle, then him meeting Professor Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick, Fred talking, then getting both of their shoes.
Just then, George and Ginny climbed in through the hole. George held 4 shoes, looking disgruntled. Ginny snorted with laughter. 'Watch this' she giggled, and pressed the same button that Hermione did, but on the stopwatch that Ginny had. Ginny then passed the blue stopwatch to Harry, who held it out to Ron so they could both see it.
The stopwatch replayed George running into Alicia, taking her shoe, then running into McGonagall. 'You lost 5 points for Gryffindor?' asked Hermione skeptically, who was watching over Harry and Ron's shoulder. 'Yeah, so?' retorted George. McGonagall handed over her shoe, then the screen showed George talking to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. 'Did you get their shoes?' asked Harry interestedly. 'Watch' said Ron. The stopwatch showed George taking Crabbe and Goyle's shoes.
'That's it' said Ginny. 'So who wins?' 'Well, it was easily Fred. He got 110 points!' said Ron. Fred beamed while George's mouth fell open. Quickly covering his surprise, George scowled. 'No' said Harry. 'I said for them to get the shoes, not for people to conjure shoes out of thin air. So-' Harry was cut off by Fred, who let out a furious exclamation, while George looked ecstatic. 'In first place, George, with 3 points! Second place, Fred, with no points!' grinned Harry. 'WHAT?! You are JOKING ME!' hollered Fred. 'I got DUMBLEDORE's shoe, plus Flitwick's! How does GEORGE win?!' 'Oh yeah, in your face, I win, suck it up Fred!' yelled George happily.
'Anyway!' bellowed Hermione. The twins shut up. 'You need to return all the shoes. George, you're on 4 chickens now. Fred, choose someone and ask them 'Truth, dare, double-dare, kiss, command or torture'' ordered Hermione, while getting a piece of parchment. In small, neat, handwriting, Hermione wrote:
Truth or Dare
Players: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George
Harry: 3 chickens
Ron: 3 chickens
Hermione: 3 chickens
Ginny: 3 chickens
Fred: 3 chickens
George: 4 chickens
'Hm' said Fred. 'I choose...'
***Thanks for reading! Please review! Any suggestions on truths/dares/double-dares/kisses/commands? Tell me! If you are a Hunger Games fan, please check out my fanfiction, Let the 70th Hunger Games begin!
Goodbye!***