***Hello, Truth or Dare readers! I'm annairb7! 10 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. Thank you guys SO SO much for the support and reads and stuff. This story got double the reads my Hunger Games story got in a month, in only 1 day! THANK YOU GUYS!
9. Special thanks to DeyniraMalfoy for my first review! :)
10. Enjoy reading!***
Harry's POV
I walk down stairs I can't see. I have to figure out who is who by only touch, and if I guess Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Fred (I assume George won't include himself in the group dare) correctly, I get a chicken!
'Okay, guys' George says. 'Line up here.' I think George is quite close to me. I guess that he's pointing to somewhere in front of me, but of course I can't be sure, as I'm blindfolded.
'Harry, you can start. There's no time limit, so you can take your time, but just don't take-' '-forever.' 'Did you really need to read my mind, then cut me off, Fred?' 'Yes, I did, dear twin.' 'Go, Harry.'
I reach forward, and I feel soft, long, curly hair, which confuses me. Only Hermione and Ginny have long hair, and Ginny's is straight, not curly. Hermione's hair doesn't really count as curly, it's quite bushy, and her hair isn't soft, I don't think. 'Um...Ginny?' I guess uncertainly. 'That's your guess. Next!' orders George.
I reach forward again, and I withdraw my hand quickly, inwardly cringing. This person feels like the got dropped into a massive tank full of goo or something! The only person that would agree to being covered in gloop would be Fred. 'Fred' I say, more confident with my second guess than my first. 'Next person' George says from beside me.
I feel the next person. They feel like they have a massive cushion stuck to them or something. I feel their hair, and find out they don't have hair - their head is fluffy like a cushion as well. If I guessed the previous two correct, then this is either Ron or Hermione. I feel like this is Ron, for some reason. 'Ron' I say. 'Last person, step right up!' calls George.
I reach forward, and touch the last person. They had no hair. The only person that I haven't guessed is Hermione, although I can't imagine Hermione agreeing to getting rid of her hair completely, even if she does sometimes hate how her hair is so bushy. 'Is it Hermione?' I asked uncertainly. 'Maybe' George said. 'I'll take off your blindfold, and you can see for yourself.'
I feel someone fiddling with the blindfold, and I can see! Well, no, I can't. Everything is blurry without my glasses. Sensing what I needed, Fred (I think) says 'Accio Harry's glasses!' Something comes zooming down from the dormitories, and I catch it, with my Seeker reflexes (despite not being able to really see much). I put on my glasses, and everything is clear. In front of me is Ginny, her red hair longer than usual and curly; on Ginny's left is Fred, dripping in some weird thick grey-greenish goop, not unlike the troll bogey I got on my wand from last year on Halloween; next to Fred is Hermione, wearing a thick layer of white fluff, giving her the appearance of dress made of clouds; and on the end is a disgruntled-looking Ron, who is pretty much the same, except missing his vivid Weasley hair.
'You started at Ginny, then went along to the right' explained George, who is on my left. 'You got 2/4 - you mixed up Hermione with Ron. You guys-' George addresses Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Fred now '-get yourselves ready, and we'll all begin from 3 chickens again. Harry can start, because he was the one who had to guess you lot from touch.'
I was close, I guess. I got Ginny and Fred right, it was only that I switched Ron and Hermione around. Well, we all start from 3 chickens, anyway, so it's not that bad: I didn't really lose anything, I only lost a head-start.
Everyone whips out their wands, and begin changing themselves back. Ginny's hair slowly changes back to normal as Hermione mutters spells under her breath, while Fred restores Ron's hair. George drenches Fred with water, using 'Aguamenti', claiming that he was 'helping Fred wash off'. Fred and George begin having a water fight, and soon everyone joins in (by everyone, I mean only Hermione. Ron, Ginny and I can't do the charm yet, so basically we were targets for the Weasley twins and Hermione).
Eventually we all dry off, with a couple of Hot-Air charms from Fred, George, and Hermione. Hermione gets a new piece of parchment, and writes in tiny and neat handwriting:
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: 3 chickens
'So who's turn is it?' asked Ginny to Hermione. 'Let's say Harry, because he was the one blindfolded in the group dare' Hermione answered. 'Harry, you can have your turn now.'
Harry thought hard for a moment, staring out the window, watching other students play in the snow. He had a good dare...who should Harry dare?
'Ron' announced Harry. 'Truth, dare, double-dare, kiss, command or torture?' 'Dare' grinned the youngest Weasley boy. 'Get a piece of parchment, write 'Hex me' on it really big, then Spellotape it to the back of your maroon jumper from Mrs Weasley you're wearing now. You can't take off the jumper, you have to leave the 'Hex me' parchment to your back where everyone can see it, for 1 hour. If you do, you get half a chicken.'
Ron bit his lip uncertainly. If he walked around with 'Hex me' on his back, most students would do that, and Ron didn't feel like getting hexed. Hermione would probably know he counter-curse, but what if she didn't? And what if some older Slytherin used minor Dark magic on him?
On the other hand, Ron didn't want to chicken. He would be the first to chicken, plus Ron would be in last place, with 2 chickens. Maybe if Ron just stayed in Gryffindor Tower for the whole hour, then no-one would get to hex him.
'Okay, then.' Ron accepted the dare after 10 seconds. Fred accioed some Spellotape from his trunk, and Hermione got another piece of parchment and got her quill. She handed it to Ron, who wrote in big letters: Hex me. George took the 'Hex me' parchment and held it on the back of Ron's maroon jumper, while Fred got a long strip of Spellotape and stuck the parchment to Ron's back.
'Harry, can anyone hex him for the next hour?' asked Fred innocently. 'Um, I guess' the dark-haired boy replied. The Weasley twins cracked identical evil grins, and Ron's eyes widened, realising what was going to happen next.
Fred pointed his wand at Ron, and shot a Jelly-Legs Jinx at his little brother. George raised his wand. 'Impedimenta!' Ginny brought off her special Bat Bogey Hex. Harry and Hermione didn't want to hex their best friend, so they just sat in their comfortable armchairs watching Ron attempt to run away from Ginny and the twins, but failing, due to Fred's Jelly Legs Jinx and George's Impedimenta jinx, causing Ron to wobble around Gryffindor common room slowly, cursing and yelling 'Bloody hell!' every time Ron flopped on the carpet, or got hit by a spell.
After about 5 minutes, Ron's siblings lay off him, returning to their nice squashy armchairs by the fireplace, revealing Ron cowering under a work table, swatting at the big flapping bogey, his head wobbling around as if Ron was a bobble-head. Ginny grinned. 'I love doing the Bat Bogey Hex on people' the girl with red hair admitted, giggling slightly at the sight of Ron swinging his arms around from under the table, his head bouncing around on his shoulders like mad. 'The results are hilarious!'
'Ron, your turn' called Hermione. 'Ron? Ron! Did you even hear me?' Ron abandoned his attempt to whack the bat bogey away, and just tried to run. The Weasley twin's Jelly Legs and Impedimenta jinx came into action, and Ron hollered 'Bloody hell! Merlin! Merlin's pants! Merlin's bloody...' as the bat bogey flew at the defenceless Ron. 'Have you gone mad? Are you a wizard or what!' yelled Hermione, imitating what Ron said to her the previous year when trying to light a fire to save her friends from the Devil's Snare. The bushy-haired girl jumped to her feet, and muttered some spells. Ron's head became normal and stopped jiggling around, the massive flying bogey vanished, Ron's legs became normal again, and whatever Ginny, Fred and George did to Ron went away. 'Thanks' panted Ron, trying to catch his breath from running around the common room. 'Your turn, Ron' Harry said to his best friend. 'Okay' the redhead boy replied. '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!***