𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

Parley goes to Hogwarts: Part 3

*Peter's POV*

That night, some of the sixth years had a party in this weird magical room called the Room of Requirement.

Harley and I walked over to Harry and Ron, who were engaged in a deep conversation.

"Okay, but if you're with Malfoy, what are you gonna do about Ginny?" Ron asked Harry.

Harley looked over at the female Weasley, who was talking to Luna, flustered. "I don't think you'll have to worry about that..."

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"Okay, everyone, gather around..." Pansy called out. "It's time for truth or dare!"

Everybody in the room sat in a gigantic circle.

"Okay, this is how it's gonna go," Pansy started. "One person will spin a bottle. Whoever it lands on has to pick truth or dare. And then, when the...victim chooses, the person who spun the bottle has to make up a truth or dare. You can not refuse a truth or dare and...that's about it. Ready?"

Truthfully, no one was ready to play a game with Pansy, but they didn't mention that.

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"I'll start," Pansy said.

She spun the bottle and it landed on Ron, who looked terrified.

"Ron," Pansy grinned mischievously. "Truth or dare?"

"Tr-no-yea-Dare?" Ron stumbled.

"So you want to choose dare?" Pansy questioned, one eyebrow raised.

"Yes," Ron said, trying to sound confident. Instead, his voice cracked.

"I dare you to..." Pansy said, holding for dramatic effect.

"Bloody hell, just put me out of my misery," Ron groaned.

"You have to hold a spider for thirty seconds," Pansy finished.

All the color visibly drained from Ron's face. "Wait-no...can I skip? Can I choose dare?" He rambled frantically.

"Nope," Pansy cheerily said.

"Blimey," he muttered under his breath.

Pansy got a large spider the size of a baseball and handed it over to Ron.

Ron shrieked once he saw the size of the spider. "Why is it so bloody big! I can't do this!"

"A dare is a dare, Weasley."

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Ron managed to hold the spider for twenty-nine seconds before promptly passing out.

"Should someone take him to Madame Pomfery?" Neville asked worriedly.

"No," Hermione replied. "He should be up in three, two, one."

On the count of one, Ron sat up. "I hate you, Parkinson."

"Trust me, I know," Pansy said. "But for now, it's your turn."

Ron spun the bottle before it eventually landed on Draco Malloy? Mafoy? Mayo? Wait no, Malfoy.

"Malfoy, truth or dare?" Ron questioned, sneering at Draco.

"Truth," Draco replied surely.

Ron grinned widely and both Draco and Harry paled.

This should be good...

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"Malfoy," Ron started. "Are you dating anyone?"

Draco gulped. "Yes..." he said shakily.

"Who?" Ron asked.

"You already used your truth, my turn," Draco replied cockily, seemingly recovered.

"Git," Ron said, under his breath.

Draco reaches towards the center and spun the bottle.

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People quickly began to tire after a few rounds of truth or dare.

"What if we played Never Have I Ever?" Blaise suggested.

Everyone looked around and nodded in agreement.

"So it's settled," Pansy said. "Never Have I Ever."

Stay safe <3