Truth or Dare

Truth or Dare

Harry is sitting by the lake on a beautiful spring day. He is thinking about all the girls that he would love to go out with, but doesn't have the guts to ask out.

"You're so pathetic," he says to himself. "You can't even ask a girl out. Not Lavender, Luna, Hermione, or...or Ginny," he says in a doleful voice. "Most of them barely talk to you. Even Hermione doesn't talk to you as much."

Just then those three girls come strolling out of the castle and are heading toward the lake.

"Hello, Harry," Hermione says.

"Oh, hello."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Oh come on, Harry, tell us. We're your friends," Ginny says as she crouches down and puts a hand on his shoulder.

Harry shivers, Ginny is the girl he loves. He wants to be with her for the rest of his life. He doesn't dare look at her, he would get lost in her eyes, lips, hair, chest, legs, or all five. Although he is physically attracted to her, like all the boys in Hogwarts, he is most in love with her caring and generous demeanor.

"I'm sorry," he says, his voice full of shame and sorrow. "I can't-"

"It's alright, Harry, whatever it is, we'll fix it," Hermione interrupts.

Hermione nods to the girls and all of them sit in a semi-circle in front of Harry. Once again, Harry can't look at either one of them. So Harry just looks at the ground and curses himself in his head.

"Harry, would you like to play truth or dare with us?" Luna asks.

Harry would love to play, it's one of his fantasies he has about the four girls, except he doesn't know what he'll do if they ask him certain questions.

"I'd-I'd rather not."

"Like it or not, you're playing," Hermione says.

"Okay."

The girls know Harry sits alone most of the time and have been getting concerned. They also are bored and are curious to know a few things about Harry and each other.

"I'll go first," Lavender states. "Um, Ginny."

"Truth," she says.

"How far have you gone with a boy?"

Ginny blushes. "Well, I have been felt up by guys and been kissed but that's all. Okay, my turn. Hermione," she says, trying to make it seem like this is not all about Harry, "truth or dare?"

Hermione hesitates. "Truth."

"Hmm, have you ever been kissed by a boy?"

"No I, uh...haven't," she says dejectedly at the ground.

"Hermione, you'll find a boy."

Hermione looks up at Ginny and nods as she wipes a tear from her eye. "I guess it's my turn. Harry, truth or dare?"

Harry's heart skips a beat, his mind frantically races to choose.

"Truth," he finally says.

"Do you, um...do you ever, you know, polish your own wand?"

Harry's heart stops as all the girls are looking at him. He is frozen with fear but knows he has to answer honestly.

"Y-yes, I do." He blushes a shade of red that is darker than Ginny's hair.

The smiles the girls get quickly fade away as they see how embarrassed Harry is. After all, they're not here to humiliate Harry.

After a silence, Ginny says, "Harry, it's, um, your turn."

"Oh, sorry. Luna, truth or dare."

"Truth."

"What was the worst grade you got on an exam?"

The girls are shocked by the question. They're all wondering why he would ask such a trivial question, especially after what Hermione just asked him. Harry on the other hand could not bear to ask personal questions, he has too much respect for their privacy.

"I got an 'A' on my ancient runes exam last semester," she says confused. "Lavender, truth or dare?"

"Dare...why not?"

"I dare you to eat a handful of grass," she says just to move attention away from Harry for a moment.

Lavender complies without hesitation.

"Now then, Harry, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How far have you gone with a girl?"

"I haven't."

"What?"

"I-I haven't done anything with a girl," he says, his voice full of shame and petulance.

The girls look at each other; all of them show pity on their faces.

Hermione quickly says, "It's, uh, your turn, Harry."

"You can have my turn, even if you pick me."

Hermione looks at Ginny with worry on her face. Ginny mouths the words, 'Ask him to do something.'

"Alright, Harry, truth or dare."

Harry shivers, he fears that they're here to make fun of him; he answers the question anyway.

"Dare."

"Okay..." She pauses. "I dare you to ask us a very personal question."

Harry's heart sinks. He is going to invade on their privacy. "Do girls...do girls ever..." He sighs. "Do girls ever, um, pleasure themselves?"

He asks nervously and painfully.

The girls pause a moment and Harry takes this as a signal that he crossed a line.

"I'm sorry, don't answer that. I'm a jerk, what girls do is their own business. I'm sorry, please forgive me." He puts a hand across his eyes.

Ginny places a hand on his leg. "Harry, it's okay to be curious, you're not a jerk," she says softly. "We asked you more personal questions."

Harry buries his eyes in his hands. Hermione rubs his back. Harry starts shivering from the touch of the two girls.

"Harry, don't kick yourself for asking a question," Ginny says. She sees that his face is still in his hand. "Harry, it's okay. Don't feel bad."

"No, I shouldn't have asked it. If you, uh, want to...curse me or something, I...I won't stop you."

"Harry, inquisitiveness is not a crime. We were curious too, so you should curse us too."

"But, you're girls, you're allowed to be curious. I'm sorry for...for everything."

Hermione, seeing Ginny opening her mouth to counter Harry, grabs Ginny's arm to stop her from commenting. Ginny calms down and says. "None the less, Harry, we do."

"What?"

"Girls do...pleasure themselves, just so you know."

There is silence except for Harry's intermittent cursing.

"Harry, it's your turn, and don't give it to one of us," Hermione says.

He puts his hands back in his lap but continues to look at the ground.

"G-Ginny," he sighs. "Truth or-or dare?"

"Dare."

Harry is furious with himself for asking the girls that question. He wishes one of the girls would have slapped him or something, but he knows that girls are too forgiving to do something like that. He decides that he will put himself in a position to be punished

"I dare you to ask me, truth or dare. Please, don't hold back in your question or dare," he says humbly.

"Harry, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

Ginny doesn't want to follow what she's been dared to do but she has to.

"I dare you to-to let me kiss you."

Harry's heart stops and his body stops shivering. He sees Ginny's hand being placed on his cheek. She turns his head to face her and she kisses him. She kisses him for two minutes and then lets him go. Harry's heart, by some miracle, starts to beat again. He is frozen looking into Ginny's eyes as she smiles at him.

"Your turn, Harry."

"I-I..." is all he can get out. He looks away shamefully.

"Harry, choose one of us or I'll take your turn."

Harry sits there trembling.

"Fine then, Harry, truth or dare?"

After failed attempts at speaking he says. "D-d-d-dare."

"I dare you to make out with me and do whatever I say."

His eyes widen and he can't do anything but breath. He looks painstakingly at a serious faced Ginny. The other three girls get up and head back to the castle. Ginny leans in and kisses Harry. She breaks away and puts his hand on her breast. Harry falls on his back. Ginny sighs and smiles to herself. She straddles him and strips down to her underwear. She takes off his pants and boxers. She giggles at what she sees. Harry finally gets some control back and sighs as he closes his eyes in noticeable embarrassment.

"Harry," she says leaning over him so their faces almost touch, "it's okay if you're small, we can make it bigger."

Harry's eyes open to find Ginny with a deviant smile on her face. She lies down on top of him and kisses him as deep as possible. Ginny pulls her lips away as she feels something up against her nether region. She smiles and kisses him. Harry can only lie there in gratitude, unable to do anything else for her. He curses himself in his head for not being able to do anything for her and for getting 'excited'. Ginny, on the other hand, is enjoying herself. She likes finding what makes Harry jump and shiver. It's the best form of torture Harry has ever experienced. None the less, it's still torture.