The Truth (or Dare) Hurts

Seamus was well hidden in the invisibility cloak, and no one even looked up to see if anything suspicious was going on. The girl's washrooms had different staircases, than the girl's dormitories did, although the dormitories were connected, but because of the separate stairs, Seamus was able to go up nearly undetected.

As he wove his way through the many Gryffindors that clustered in the common room, Seamus nearly had a run in with a couple of first years who had been paid to swallow some Filibuster Wet Start Fireworks. He had to suck in his tummy (A/N: For Seamus fans: he had a well defined stomach with a lovely six pack, drool) as they sailed past him. He made a mental note to tell the guys about it later.

Seamus climbed the staircase and at a statue of a very handsome warlock, which Seamus fancied looked very much like his self, muttered the password 'Givivi'. The statue jumped aside and once Seamus was in, jumped back to place. He dropped the invisibility cloak on the coat hanger.

For a bit he just stared at the injustice of how much nicer the girl's bathroom was. There were many mirrors dotting the walls, nicely painted stalls (as opposed to the chipped paint in the boy's bathrooms) a soft couch in a corner, many side tables, fluffy little chairs, pretty little plants, and some vanity tables. There was another room connected to it where lay the showers and baths, which looked very luxurious.

Seamus first looked surreptitiously to check that no one was in the bathroom. He was relieved, but also disappointed that no one was there. Especially that no one was in the shower room. What if Lavender... and he started to drool (among other things), until he heard Ron's voice, "Seamus, I'm sure that that's a very fun and satisfying activity, but you might get more done with your hands out of your pants."

"What, Ron, where are you?" Seamus said. He felt the blush creeping to his face.

"We can talk to you through the charm," Harry's voice answered.

"I thought that you weren't able to see people doing anything remotely intimate," Seamus said furiously.

"Lucky guess," Dean's voice answered this time. "We saw your hands kind of lowering...there... and then it cut us off."

"Well start doing your dare, then!" Neville piped, in the most demanding voice that they had ever heard in Neville.

Seamus went to the first sink. The girl's each seemed to have her own sink. He grabbed the toothbrush, it was Lavender, and it had the initials L.B. embossed on the end. 'Just great,' Seamus thought. Although he had to admit it was better that he started with her first before he would get caught. He took the brush, went on to the toilet and cleaned it with the toothbrush.

Seamus went back up to the sink to at least rinse it, but Dean's voice came up, in an over-sweet "Nu-uh, no rinsing, dear."

Seamus bit his lip and bit back his frustration, took the next brush, which was blue and had the initials H.G. embossed on the end. 'Great, I not only have a stupid dare, but I'll have both Ron and Hermione trying to assassinate me tomorrow,' Seamus thought.

He cleaned the next toilet, too. He heard footsteps outside of the room, and he quickly dropped Hermione's toothbrush back into its old place. The footsteps were quite close, and he could hear shouting outside the door. As though one person was shouting back to another.

The next he knew was none other than Parvati Patil's as he read the initials P.P. (A/N: hehe) unless, of course, she had borrowed her sister's toothbrush. He had a slight inner-argument, trying to decide whether or not he should do this toothbrush, considering the voices were quite close. But he had gotten so far, and he decided against aborting his mission.

Seamus approached the toilet, and started to scrub it vigorously, his heart pounding more and more as he heard footsteps and a voice approach nearer and nearer., It was too late now, he couldn't run back to get the invisibility cloak.

He got out to check on who had walked in. He heard a gasp. He promptly dropped the bright pink toothbrush. It clattered noisily on the tile floor.

Seamus hardly dared to lift his eyes at who it was.

"Seamus?" the girl said. "What are you doing here? This is a girl's wash room."

"I know, I-," Seamus took a breath and finally looked up. It was his worst nightmare. He gave and involuntary gasp.

There in front of him stood Lavender.

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