Fred’s eyes swam with delight. "Umm, remember you have to do the dare. It’s a rule. And well you see, I cast a spell on us that will make something very undesirable happen to us if we wuss out of a dare." George raised his eyebrow. You did?
Ron gulped, "that’s dirty, okay what’s your dare?"
Hmm, what should I make him do? Ahh . . . I know. I’m so evil. "You have to kiss," Ron paled. "You have to kiss, whoever guesses the number I’m thinking of. 1 through 100."
"George?"
"What I have to guess, but he’s my brother . . . and a boy."
"Doesn’t matter, guess."
Get it wrong, get it wrong. "Um . . . 24."
"Okay, now Hermione?"
Hermione looked up at the huts ceiling, "70."
"Ginny?"
"99."
"Harry?"
It was dark so nobody saw the blush streak across Harry’s face, "um, 33."
"Luna?"
"69."
"Neville."
"55"
"Well everyone has guessed. My number was 38. You guys figure out who the winner is." He grinned, knowing full well who the winner was. He was waiting for their reactions.
"What," Ron yelled?
"Me," Harry squeaked.
"Uh huh, remember about the spell."
Ron looked at Harry, then to Fred, "is there really a spell?"
"Oh yes. I wouldn’t lie. But by all means don’t do the dare, if you want to find out what it is."
"No, no I’d rather not. Um Harry?" Oh thanks the heavens above! Hmm, does Fred know...well how can he? It’s not like he knew Harry would be the winner.
"Yeah, it’s okay." Harry and Ron leaned in and touched their lips together. After the brief contact they bolted apart, both blushing.
Wow! Okay so it was only a peck, but is sure felt good. I wonder if Harry thinks so? No doubt he’s disgusted.
"Okay, George." Fred nodded to his brother.
"Hmm, I pick . . . Neville truth or dare?" He turned his gaze to the shy brown-haired boy.
Neville was trembling, "t...truth."
George cursed under his breath. I so wanted to make him kiss someone. Darn. "Um . . . how . . . far have you gone with someone, and who was it?"
Neville blushed, "kissing . . . at the ball . . . er," he looked down, "it was just a goodnight kiss."
"With?" George raised his eyebrow. Neville got it on with someone at the ball. Good for him.
"Well you know my date."
"Come on, we don’t remember who your date was."
"Me." Everyone turned to Ginny. "He was a perfect gentleman."
"WHAT," Ron yelled, "you got it on with my sister."
"Oh, hush Ron, we’re only friends. It was like he said." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Well okay then." Ron eyed Neville, deciding the boy wasn’t that big of a threat.
"I’m next," Harry looked at everyone, his thought on the small kiss. "Luna?"
Luna smiled, "dare," she said.
"Oh, um . . . " what should I tell her to do? Kiss someone. What? "Er spank Fred," he snorted, when Fred choked on the drink he had conjured. Luna shrugged, standing up.
"Bum up, Fred," Luna said, sounding as if she really didn’t care.
Fred glared at Harry, but not feeling like being victim to his own spell he turned over and stuck his bum in the air."
Luna looked at Harry, "what kind of spanking did you mean?"
Harry shrugged, "however you like."
"Kay," Luna pulled her hand back and gave Fred a light smack on the left cheek. She did it again on the right. "That okay?"
Harry nodded his face red from laughter. "Good. Neville you’re next."
"Hermione, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay, do you have a crush on someone in this room? You don’t have to tell us who."
Hermione blushed, "not really."
"Oh, um Ron." Neville looked at Ron.
"Ginny, truth or dare?"
"T...oh um dare," Ginny shook. What evil thing would Ron make her do?
Ron frowned, he didn’t expect her to say dare. I thought she’d say truth. Man what am I going to dare her to do? Hehe, maybe I should make her kiss someone. But I really don’t want my baby sister to make out with any of these boys. Hmm, a girl. Yeah I had to kiss Harry. It wasn’t that bad, either . . . huh! Oh, gawd. Shut up, mind. I did not just think that. "Kiss . . . um . . . kiss Luna."
Ginny opened her mouth in surprise, she had been sure Ron was going to say Harry or Hermione. She was kinda glad it was Luna though. She didn’t feel any attraction to the girl.
She shrugged, getting up, going to Luna. Luna looked up at Ginny blinking. "What," she muttered?"
"I have to kiss you." It looked like Luna had been in another daydream.
"Oh," Luna looked at Ginny, "okay."
Ginny was surprised. Luna acted like she didn’t even care. She shrugged and gently kissed her. Leaning back she looked at Luna. The girl didn’t even seem bashful.
Ginny went and set back down, throwing a glare at her brother. Oh, I’ll get you back, you just wait and see.
"Hermione, it’s your turn."
Hermione looked at everyone, who should I pick? "Um, Luna," she said, saying the first name that came to her mind, "truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Oh um do those whatcha ma call its really exist?" why did I ask that? Of course I know she’ll say yes. Hork...some thing or others do not exist no matter what she says.
Luna smiled, "to the best of my knowledge, yes."
"Okay," that’s what I thought she’d say. "Um, Ginny. Your turn."
"Oh . . . is it." She put her hand to her mouth thinking. Who should she pick? "Harry, truth or dare?"
"Um," I’ll be brave and pick dare. I am a Gryffindor after all. "Dare."
Ginny smirked, she was hoping he’d say this. Hehe, now who’s evil? "You have to touch . . . hmm, my brother . . . um," she made like she was really thinking. Harry and Ginny’s brothers had paled. "Um, down," she smiled, "south."
"WHAT," Harry, Ron, Fred and George yelled together?
"Which one?" Harry was a deep maroon. He couldn’t believe Ginny would be so vulgar. He suspected she was trying to get Ron back.
And he was right, "Ron." Fred and George heaved a sigh of relief, while Harry and Ron went white as a ghost, then beet red.
"Ginny," Ron hissed, "you can’t be serious."
"Oh . . . ," Ginny started.
"It doesn’t matter, Harry has to do it now, or the spell." George grinned at his brother. Fred nodded. Yep, George you’re right. That’s they way my spell works.
Harry looked at Ginny, "um," he gulped, "what exactly did you want me to do?"
"Well, I think one stroke from the base to the tip will do."
"Ginny! That’s so . . . " Actually it doesn’t sound so...ahhk, what is wrong with me? I know what is wrong. I have a mega crush on him, and he’s going to do that to me. "Vulgar." Ron glared at his sister.
"Oh, come off it Ron, just pretend it’s your own hand." She snorted, when she saw Ron flush.
"You better do it," Fred warned, "if you wait much longer the spell will take effect."
"But, I don’t want everyone to see it," Ron looked at the girls.
"Hmm, okay, Neville you watch and make sure Harry does it." Ginny smiled. Poor Neville. I don’t think he really want’s to see Ron’s willy.
Neville made a face, but nodded. He got up and walked over to Ron. Harry had lost all color from his face. He got up and followed Neville to Ron.
Am I really going to do this? Dangit Ginny. You had to put me on the spot. Harry looked at Ron, and almost passed out. The boy was slowly lowering his pants, a look of horror on his face.
Stupid Fred, and his spell. Stupid Ginny and her dare. Stupid Harry, for being so cute. His pants now down, Ron whimpered, "okay, Harry."
Neville was watching with a strange look on his face. Why do I have to be the witness?
Harry gulped and got down on his knees, blocking Ron from view of the others. "Um, you have to take it out," he blushed. Ron still had his boxers on, and Harry wasn’t about to reach down and remove them.
"Oh," Ron’s hands shook as he pulled his boxer down, reviling his member.
Harry frowned, why did seeing it make him feel a rush of...was it attraction? Lust? It’s like I want to touch him. But I can’t. That’s just wrong.
"Hurry up," Ron whimpered. He wanted to get this over with. He was very troubled by the feelings that were assaulting him. I am GAY! Get over it. Stop being troubled.
Harry bit his tongue as he placed his hand at the base of Ron’s member, gently griping it. Ron gasped from the feeling of it. Slowly Harry brought his hand up to the tip, gently squeezing before he let go.
Ron gasped again, this time loudly.
"Ron, what?" Harry looked at Ron worried. "Did I hurt you?"
Blushing Ron looked at Harry who was blushing as well, "no...cold...hands," he lied.
"Oh, um sorry. Luna it’s your turn." Harry went and set back down trying to act as if he was unfazed by what he had just done.
Ron quickly pulled his clothes up, and looked at Luna, hoping he’d be spared this round.
Ginny glanced at Harry then to Ron, feeling slightly guilty. I shouldn’t of done that. I didn’t even really mean it. It was only a joke, but Fred’s stupid spell.
Luna looked at everyone seeming to remember Fred and George hadn’t been dared or truthed yet. Well she’d fix that. "Fred, truth or dare?"
Fred thought it over, and not thinking the girl would give him a bad dare he smiled, "dare."
Luna smiled an eerie smile, "ahh, good," she looked around at everyone, "you must french," everyone paled at that word, "kiss your brother."
Fred looked shocked, "um which one," he held his hand to his head? He could not believe silent Luna was daring him to do something incestuous.
"Um," Luna looked back and forth between Ron and George. Ron deserves a break so... "George."
George snorted into his drink, "what?"
Ron smirked, "you must, think of the spell." Haha, lets see how you like this.
George groaned and walked over to Fred. "Fine," He surprised Fred and everyone else when he grabbed Fred’s shoulders, pulling him close to him. "You better not bite me."
With that said he crushed his lips on Fred’s. You must tongue, or the spell. George ran his tongue over Fred’s lips, causing as quiet moan to escape the boys lips, as he parted them. Fred boldly traced his tongue over the roof of George’s mouth, their tongue’s lightly touching. This sent bolts of confusing pleasure through both boys bodies.
Pulling apart both boys were breathing hard. Wow, both boys thoughts were the same.
Ginny and Ron were staring at the twins with looks of shock. Neither could believe they had actually went through with it. What really shocked them is that the twins looked like they enjoyed the kiss. What really, really shocked them was that they didn’t find the display disgusting.
"Um...wow," Luna surprised everyone by speaking out loud. "That was interesting."
Both boys looked at Luna. "Well it was different," Fred muttered.
"Mm hmm," George agreed.
Harry yawned, "now what? We’ve all had turns."
"Spin the can," Ron suggested.
Hermione and Harry snickered, "spin the bottle. Okay, Fred conjure a bottle." Harry motioned everyone to sit in a circle.
Fred did just that and set down. "Okay," Harry looked at everyone. "Here’s how this game goes, someone spins the bottle, and whoever it lands on you must kiss. Then is’s that persons turn. So on and so on. Get it?"
Everyone nodded.
"Luna want to do the honors?"
Luna nodded, taking the bottle from Fred. She gave the bottle a spin and watched as it pointed to: a boy...girl...boy...boy...girl...then boy.
She blinked, looking up at Neville, whom the bottle had landed on. Neville was bright red, as they leaned forward and lightly placed their lips on each others.
Neville leaned back, his eyes wide.He shyly smiled at Luna, blushing, then spun the bottle.
It landed on Hermione. Hermione didn’t seem affected by it at all and leaned over and kissed Neville. Once again Neville blushed.
Hermione took the bottle and gave it a hearty spin. When it landed on Fred, she sighed, leaning over and giving him a quick peck.
Fred smiled, "come on, put more feeling into your kisses people." He teased, making everyone blush. Taking the bottle he spun it, sputtering in embarrassment when it landed on Ron. Fred rolled his eyes, well I already kissed George, I might as well. Geez but I really don’t feel right kissing Ron. But how come I didn’t feel this way when I kissed George?
Ron growled, but leaned up and kissed Fred, biting his lip, on purpose. "Oops," his eyes went wide, "sorry."
"You did that on purpose, brat," Fred muttered.
Ron grinned, "maybe." He closed his eyes and spun the bottle. He kept his eyes close as it spun. He didn’t open them, until he heard a male gasp. Harry! Again. First we kiss. Then he does that to me...now we have to kiss again. Oh gawd I’m blushing! I wonder if Harry wants to kiss me as much as I want to kiss him...NO he can’t. It would be so nice if he did.
Harry looked at Ron, his face flushed. Both boys were sort of in their own world staring at each other, each having thoughts that were deeply confusing them. Yep, Ron was still confused, even though he knows he is gay.
"Um," both boys jumped, "aren’t ya gonna kiss?" Ginny shook her head in amusement.
"Right," Harry gulped, and leaned forward and kissed Ron. This time the kiss was different. Ron quietly moaned, and not thinking, traced his tongue over Harry’s teeth. Harry froze, but soon, parted his lips, letting Ron’s tongue in. Their tongue’s touched, and both boys were shocked by the pleasure of it. Seeming to remember where they were, both boys pulled apart, flushing.
Harry grabbed the bottle, giving it a spin. He watched as the bottle landed on Ginny. Everyone expected Ginny to start to blush and stutter, thinking she still liked Harry, but all she did was lean forward and kissed Harry lightly on the lips.
Ginny glanced at Ron and was surprised to see him frown. Hmm, he really doesn’t like to see me kiss other boys, Ginny thought mistaking his frown. Actually he was feeling very jealous of Ginny.
Ginny went to spin the bottle, but Fred stopped her. "We need to wrap this up, on last spin, then we need to head in." Ginny nodded, and spun the bottle.
She almost cried in frustration when in landed on FRED. What is it today? Now Fred’s gonna have kissed me, George and Ron.
Fred was thinking along the same lines as Ginny, but shrugged his shoulders, rolling his eyes. Whatever, kissing one more sibling won’t hurt me. Next thing I know, Percy’s gonna swoop down and demand a kiss too. Ahh, yuck. No way I’d ever kiss that git.
He leaned forward and placed a small kiss on Ginny’s lips.
Everyone agreed to keep the going ons in that hut a big secret, mainly that siblings had kissed and Harry had felt up Ron.
A/N Please R&R-Whoo hoo, what a fun day. Teehee, I'm so mean to my characters.
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