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Chapter 8: Just a Dare

As I was walking over to Gryffindor Common Room, I passed by a mirror. When I caught myself in it, I decided to give myself a minute and really look at myself. The black mini skirt was riding up my thighs as I walked, making my legs seem real long. Hey, I guess I have pretty nice legs. Wow, wasn't that a conceited thought?

This black on black attire made my whole body seem really pale. Which wasn't a surprise since I spent most of my summers in my room just reading and the only time I went out this summer was to be with Draco, but usually that was in the dark.

I touched my black top and squinted my eyes a bit. Is it just me or does it look red now? No, wait, it looks purple, no green.

I blinked rapidly and then shrugged my shoulders. Awesome, my shirt changes colors.
When I looked at myself in the mirror again, I realized I didn't look like a slut at all; In fact I looked pretty sophisticated. Of course, I didn't like the fact my bra was showing so visibly so with a wave of my wand, I changed the color to a black/blue with the same designs on it. Then, I picked at my collar. It was practically like a turtleneck and my neck was beginning to itch. I can't stand turtlenecks, so, using my wand, I transfigured the collar to one of those off-the-shoulder kind of tops. I really like those. My bra straps were showing, but I kinda liked the look. Then I walked toward the portrait of the Fat Lady.

I was fumbling with the password, but then someone behind me said it for me. "Pixie Dust."

I turned around to see Seamus Finnagan there.

"Hey," I said.

He was staring at me longer than necessary and then said, "Hey... Looking good, Hermione."

I forced myself to smile and then stepped inside the common room. Not a lot of people were there yet; I guess I was a bit early. The only people I saw were kids from younger years.

There were very few students in their fourth year and up. Except, of course the 7th year Gryffindors that were helping out Lavender and Parvati and a few 6th and 5th years that were just hanging out, waiting till the real thing started.

When I was walking passed them, I was getting stares from practically everyone. The guys were ogling me (or my breasts, really) and the girls were either giving me jealous looks or telling me I look good and asking me how I did it.

I just smiled and walked on, not really knowing the answer. I can't believe just one top could change what people thought about me. Pretty pathetic world we live in, huh?

I was checking the crowd for a familiar redhead, unfortunately my eyes rested on the redhead I did NOT want to see. When I caught Ron staring at me, I turned the other way and began talking to the next person there, who happened to be Neville. He was looking quite out of place and lonely.

"Hey, Nev', why the long face?" I asked him.

At first he was a bit startled to see me and when he caught sight of me and that shirt of mine, he blinked rapidly. "Uh..."

Guys are such pigs! I thought Neville would be different but I guess not.

Suddenly some inhuman force bumps against me, making me almost fall, so I grab the next thing there which was a bewildered Neville, and instead of falling forward, I fall on my back with Neville toppling over me. His chest was pushing right at my breasts and I noticed that his chest was real hard. The working out seemed to be successful, but I didn't want to know like this.

"Oops. Sorry, Hermione," said a very perky voice, followed by that insane and very annoying giggle.

"It's okay Lav'," I said, trying to get out from under Neville. "You could get off me now," I told him, making him snap out of his daze.

"Uh, sorry," he said, after he climbs off me. I rolled my eyes and when he offered a hand to help me up, I ignored it and took Lavender's instead who had hers outstretched, too.

"So, Lav', awesome thing you have going on here."

Lavender giggled and then shrugged her shoulders. "The older kids aren't here yet. I can't wait till it's 10 so that the munchkins can leave and we could do some real partying."

"What's gonna happen after that?" I asked innocently.

She smirked. "Oh, you know!" she said wiggling her eyebrows making me laugh. I don't know why but I really liked Lavender and her comments those sometimes usually pertain to sex. At times when I sit in bed late at night in my own room, I try to picture what Lavender or Parvati would say at night. Too bad the imaginary Lavender and Parvati weren't a drop as good as the real things. And then an idea popped in my head; why don't I invite them over?

But then I pictured Draco sneaking in my room to get a late- night shag and then, seeing a bunch of girls in sleeping bags on the floor and his feet trampling over them; Nah, Bad idea.

But I could always go over to them.

Parvati joined us shortly after. "I can't wait till some of the Ravenclaws get here. I invited a few Hufflepuffs, too. I heard Zabini threw his own thing in Slytherin so not all the Ravenclaws might come, but it's worth a try."

"Oh, other kids are coming from different Houses?" I asked. Hmmâ€¦ I wonder if they're allowed. I should get my Head rulebook and look it up.

That's when I noticed Lavender and Parvati staring at me with pleading looks on their faces. "Oh please, please don't stop them from coming, Hermione! If it gets too out of hand, just let me know and I'll stop it okay?" Parvati pleaded.

I blinked rapidly and then nodded making the two squeal in delight. "I'll see you around, Hermione, Have fun," Lavender said, eyeing Neville in the corner of her eye, who still happened to be there.

I was shocked he was still there. Gosh what would he want from me?

"I'm going to go find Harry and Ginny, Neville. I'll see you around," I told him, hoping to get lost from him.

"Wait, could I come too? I wanna asked Harry something."

I let out a heavy sigh. "Sure," I forced myself to say and then scanned over the crowd looking for the couple. My eyes skimmed over a bunch of 1st years that were being poked fun by several 4th years. The 2nd years were laughing at them while the 3rd years were trying to dance on the limited space set aside for dancing. Lavender and Parvati even managed to get a disco ball. It made me laugh. The music from where I was standing could barely be heard, but still I was able to make out the Weird Sisters singing.

A handful of 5th and 6th years were on the couches, snogging and I made a mental note to part them if they went too far. Finally among the group of couples snogging, I find the unmistakable bright red wavy hair, belonging to Ginny. As I walked over to her, I saw Harry too and they looked lost in each other's kisses. I noticed Neville looking slightly red in the face. Hey, it wasn't me to tell him to come here; He was the one insisting to follow me.

I coughed and then waited for the two to part. Ginny was smiling brightly at me and Harry looked a bit flushed.

"Hermione you look great!" Ginny exclaimed and then got up, engulfing me in a huge hug. I noticed Harry trying very hard not to look at my chest. "And Neville? Hi," Ginny continued.

"Um...yeah. Thought I'd talk to Harry a bit," he said, looking nervous as usual. "I didn't mean to disturb," he added, his cheeks going redder.

"No problem," Ginny said, taking my hand and dragging me a bit away from them. "Hey, Harry you don't mind if, I go talk to Herms a bit? I'll be right back."

Harry shrugged his shoulders, and Ginny took me towards the refreshment table.

"What's up?" I asked her, pouring chilled butterbeer in a cup.

"I was wondering...about Neville," she said.

"What about him?" I asked and caught Ginny quickly glancing over to Harry and Neville's direction. I took a sip of my butterbeer.

"I think he fancies you," she said, making me almost spit out my drink, but instead I managed to choke.
Ginny quickly began rubbing my back and handed me a glass of water. "I know it's weird," she continued, "but it's true. Neville's a great guy and I noticed the looks he's been giving you. And did you notice how nervous he gets while you're around?"

"He's always nervous," I told her.

"Well that's true too, but he gets even more nervous."

"Listen..." I took a look from side to side and after seeing no one was within ear's reach, I whispered, "I'm with Draco. So could we drop this topic?"

"I know. But Neville's so sweet, Hermione. And no offense but Malfoy's a cold ruthless, sex-driven bastard."

I stared at her and realized what she said was halfway right. "But he's not a bastard."

"To you he isn't, but, Neville..."

"No, Ginny. Don't even think about it. Could we stop this conversation now? And please don't bring it up ever again," I told her sternly.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm just worried about you Hermione. I don't want you to get hurt."

"He won't hurt me. He said so himself. And... I trust him."

"Suit yourself. I'm just telling you what I can make out after all, I know him."

"Listen, Ginny, you're sounding a lot like your brother."

"We just want you to not get hurt and just stay happy."

"I'm happy with Draco. Isn't that good enough?"

"Not, really, but if it makes you happy...I have no choice but to accept it."

"Hey, ladies," someone said behind me. I turned around to see Seamus again.

"Hi," I said taking another sip of my butterbeer.

"Care to dance?" he asked me.

"Me?" I asked.

"Well, it can't be me now can it? What would Harry say?" Ginny said. "Anyway speaking of Harry, I think I should get back. Have fun, Hermione."

I sighed and then turned to Seamus. "Sure," I said and allowed him to take me to the dance floor. The music was a lot louder now, and the song that was playing had a slightly upbeat to it. I began swaying my hips to the music, with Seamus behind me.

"How's your girlfriend?" I asked him. He was going out with Parvati.

"She's good, busy with all the preparations," he replied as his hands began to touch my waist to bring me closer to him. The distance between us before was immense so I let him drag me closer to him a teeny bit.

"Oh," I said and for the next minute or so, I lost myself in the music only to be brought back into reality when I felt stiffness against my lower back. Was Seamus getting a boner? I suddenly stopped moving and turned to face him. "Um...I think we should stop now."

He looked a bit red in the face. "I'm sorry about that, but no biggy. It's okay with me," he said, bringing me back closer to him so I could continue dancing.

I pulled away from his grasp. "It's okay. I'm getting a bit tired," I lied, and scrambled away from him before he had a chance to protest. Letting out a huge breath, I sat by the refreshments again and poured myself some more butterbeer. When the clock struck 10, the younger kids were shepherded out back to their room and the prefects put up silencing spells so they wouldn't be awake by the music that was now blasting through the walls.

An hour passed and I was dancing with a few guys in groups or just alone with them. And when it was 11, kids from Hufflepuff began filing in and the 4th and 5th years were sent back to their rooms. I was getting pretty tired and I would've gone back to my room, but I knew Draco would still be at the party in Slytherin and I didn't want to be bored so I stayed. Besides, I needed to be here if this party got way out of hand, which I know it would.

Speaking of way out of hand, as my eyes skimmed over the snogging couples I spotted a 6th year couple. The girls was on the guys lap and I saw his hands creeping up her thigh as his other hand began to move under her skirt. When I heard a moan come from the girl, I got off my seat and made my way over there.

"You two. If you can't keep your hands off each other, I'm afraid I'm going to have to tell you to leave the party. If I catch you two again it'll be detention with Filch," I told them. They nodded their heads, though I knew inside they must be cursing me out, but rules are rules.

When midnight rolled along all the 6th years were kicked out.

Parvati took my hand and led me over by the fireplace with the rest of the 7th years. "What are we doing?" I asked her.

"Playing games," Lavender replied coyly. I rolled my eyes and took a seat next to Harry keeping my distance from Ron, Seamus and Neville as much as possible. Only 3 kids from Ravenclaw were here and 4 Hufflepuffs and the rest were just Gryffindors. "How about Truth or Dare?" Lavender asked the group. I rolled my eyes and made a mental note to leave as soon as I get the chance.

An empty butterbeer bottle was placed in the center and Parvati was the first one to spin it. It landed on Ginny.

"Dare," the redhead said.

Parvati raised her eyebrows and Lavender whispered something in her ear.

"Okay. We want you to run through the halls butt naked," Parvati announced after a giggle.

I was going to protest, but I didn't want to be a party-pooper so I held my tongue and Parvati and Ginny walked outside and Harry was the one to check if she was doing it or not. Meanwhile the game progressed and several minutes later, Ginny arrived. Her shirt was buttoned all wrong and Harry looked a bit red in the face. "Snape almost caught us," Parvati announced. "But he thought it was a dream and kept on walking," she continued after a giggle.

The bottle landed on Ron who picked Truth. It was Hannah Abbot who was supposed to do the asking.
"Were you or are you in a physical relationship with Hermione Granger?"

Ron's eyes caught mine and I glared at him.

"No," he replied and Hannah seemed a bit disappointed.

After several spins, the bottle pointed to me and I chose Dare, not wanting to answer any of their questions.
I didn't want them to ask me if I'm really shagging Draco.

"I dare you to..." it was Dean speaking. His eyes rested on Neville and my eyes widened in shock. Oh no... I closed my eyes hoping he wouldn't say what I thought he would but he did. "Snog Neville for a full 8 minutes."

"What?" I yelled out. I shook my head frantically.

"A dare is a dare," was the response I got. "You're not chicken are you?"

I seriously wished the ground would open up and swallow me in it. I sighed and looked over to Neville who was glancing nervously at me. Ginny gave me a mischievous smile and I glared at her. Somehow I had a feeling it was all her idea. I walked slowly over to Neville, grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him over to a nearby chair and ordered him to sit down. He gulped and obeyed me. I looked back at the group, gave them all the evil-eye and sat on Neville's lap. I heard him take an excited intake of breath and I rolled my eyes and waited for someone to some to keep count of the time.

It was Seamus who was keeping tract of the time and when he said 'now' I lowered my head and took Neville's mouth in mine. For a good 30 seconds, I managed to just touch his lips. I had thought they'd be soft, but surprisingly enough they weren't.

"Come on Hermione you could do better than that," Seamus told me. Then someone, who I didn't know told me to french him. I was going to protest, but to my utter shock, it was Neville seeking entrance into my mouth. After attacking my lower lip until I relented, his tongue entered my mouth. At first I was going to immediately back off, but a dare was a dare, so I held on and leaned forward and began to kiss him back. If I hadn't been with Draco, the expert in kissing, I would've thought Neville was quite good. The minutes weren't passing at all, I wanted to just press fast-forward on a remote control on my muggle television, but unfortunately there were no remote control. After Seamus annouced 3 minutes were over and I had 5 more to go, I began to let my mind wander. I imagined Draco kissing me, his skilled tongue dueling with mine. The way his tongue would curl over the roof of my mouth and then rub against my own. The dream was getting so intense, that I didn't know I let out a small moan. Fortunately only Neville heard me and he became bolder in the kissing and snaked his arm around my waist to draw me closer and I was able to feel a growing stiffness poke against my thigh.

Suddenly I heard the portrait door opening and hurried footsteps heading my way. When I opened one of my eyes I saw Draco, towering over me a hurt look on his face. I immediately pushed Neville away.

"Draco I can explain!" I yelled out after him.

He put his hand up. "We promised each other we wouldn't hurt each other," he whispered and his words tore my heart in two.

I crawled off of Neville's lap and walked towards Draco. "Listen to me Draco..."

But he wasn't listening and before I knew what happened, he walked off.

"Draco it was..." I cried out after him, but the portrait door slammed shut before I could finish the sentence.

"...Just a dare."

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