Harry Potter Truth or Dare (Rated R)

Love. (Part 3)

Back to third person p.o.v

Everyone stood up and crowded around Raven's chair. Fred took her hand and pulled her up off the chair. "How was it?" "What happened?" "Are you alright?" Everyone threw questions at her but Raven didn't seem to be listening. She looked beyond the others, her eyes searching for one person in particular. Draco's eyes locked on hers for a second, he didn't even try to hide his pain. Raven pressed her eyes closed and took a deep breath. When she opened them, he was gone. "Raven, what happened? Are you okay?" asked Hermione, shaking Raven's arm. "Oh yeah, yeah I'm fine! It was unimaginable!" replied Raven, faking a smile. The others threw question after question at her and she tried her best to answer them all before the crowd started thinning out. Soon enough it was only Raven and Fred left. She plopped down on the couch and ran her fingers through her hair. Fred sat down beside her and pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing, I'm just tired." She hadn't realized how true those words were until they left her mouth. All the revelations and events of the day seemed to be weighing down her eyelids and it was only 3:00.

He placed a kiss on her head, "We can grab something to eat and then go hang in my room for a bit." "Sounds good. I'm just going to go to my dorm and grab my books. I have a history of magic essay due tomorrow." Fred pulled Raven onto his lap so she was facing him, "Do you have to do homework right now? You still have the whole day!" he said. Raven laughed, "Yes! I was planning on doing it yesterday night but that didn't really work out. I have to do it now or I'll never get it done." Fred cupped Raven's cheek and pressed a kiss to her lips, "Can't you just make up some excuse? I want to spend the rest of the day with you," he mumbled against her lips. 

Raven pushed herself away from him, "What's the point? If I make an excuse I'll just have to do it tomorrow! Might as well do it now." Raven climbed off his lap and turned towards the door, "I'll be right ba- WOAH!" cried Raven as two hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back. "But I want to spend the rest of the day with you," he insisted, pressing a kiss to the crook of her neck. Raven leaned back into his chest, "We can still spend the rest of the day together you know." "Not if your doing homework," he mumbled against her neck. "We can talk while I do my work," replied Raven, turning to face him. "You know that's not all I want to do," he said, a smirk dancing on his lips. Raven placed her hands on his chest and got up onto her tippy toes. She kissed his lips slowly and softly, "Then I'll take a few breaks," she whispered pulling away. "Fine," smirked Fred. Raven laughed and pushed him away, "I'll be right back."

Ron watched as George approached Hermione at the table where she sat eating her lunch. He couldn't hear what the two were saying but he could see George say something and Hermione laugh. She patted the seat beside her and George took it. Jealousy coursed through his body. He marched up to the two and took a seat on Hermione's other side. She looked startled, "Oh uh, hullo Ron. What's got your knickers in a twist?" "My knickers are not in a twist!" he fumed. Hermione exchanged a look with George. "Well, uh why don't you join us for lunch?" she asked, pushing a plate towards him. "I'd love to," he replied, glaring at George. Hermione bit her lip to stop from laughing. "Anyways, as I was saying...uh...we created a new set of sweets that makes your hair turn purple for a day to sell at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. They were a hit. We sold out in hours!" finished George. Hermione laughed, "Why on Earth would that many people want purple hair?" "I don't understand how you make money off that rubbish!" sneered Ron. George cocked a brow, "Oh you think its rubbish, is it? Well I'll be sure to remember that next time you visit the store and beg for free samples."

Raven had her books sprawled out on Fred's bed. She was lying on her stomach, swinging her legs back and forth. Fred laid on his back beside her, one arm under his head and the other playing with a curl that had slipped out of her bun. The empty dishes from their lunch sat on Fred's side table. Raven leaned over him to take a sip of her orange juice. Fred leaned up and kissed her collarbone. "Are you almost done?" he whined, grabbing her wrist as she set the glass down and began to pull away. "You just asked me that 5 seconds ago! The answers still the same! And let go of my hand, I kind of need it to write!" Fred groaned but he let go all the same.