Swallow your pride

Our secret

It was the day before the wedding. Yarra's friends Natty and Poppy organized her bachelorette party in the Gryffindor clubhouse, Ominis was supposed to have his in the Slytherin common room.
She was sitting in the company of girls and was unusually quiet. Nervousness started to get to her. "Yarra? Are you alright?" Poppy sat down beside her, placing a friendly arm around her friend. Yarra flinched, "Oh, yes, thank you. I'm just a little nervous about the big day tomorrow." she smiled softly. "It's only natural to feel that way," Poppy smiled back, rubbing Yarra's shoulder comforting.
Imelda took a sip from the bottle of mead that was circulating between them and declared. "Let's play truth or dare!"
Yarra chuckled at Imelda's statement, knowing it meant trouble could soon follow. "If you say so. Whose turn to start?" Poppy promptly chimed in, "You are the bride-to-be so you get to pick first!"

Yarra laughed and pointed at Imelda. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare, obviously." Imelda smirked, taking another swig of mead while waiting to hear the dare. Yarra thought and finally grinned. "Point to the parts of your body where the boy kissed you!" she exclaimed. "Oh you bloody witch..." Imelda grumbled, going bright red as all the girls started jeering and giggling. "Ugh....Fine." Imelda then spent the next minute pointing to a few very private areas, some were more surprising than others. Yarra smiled contentedly. It was Imelda's turn. She looked around the room and addressed Flora, who was watching them from a distance. "Hey Flora, truth or dare?" Yarra stiffened slightly. She did not expect that Sebastian's girlfriend would also be involved in the game. Or an ex-girlfriend? She didn't know how things were between them.

Flora looked at Yarra when she was asked, "Dare." Imelda smiled devilishly and said, "Show us Sebastian's favorite sex position!"

Poppy's eyes widened in surprise, "Imelda!" she protested, shocked that Imelda had been that bold. However, the girls all let out a collective "oohh" of anticipation, eager to hear Flora's response. Flora chuckled, a hint of mischief in her eyes as she looked around the room. Imelda's request had thrown everyone off, including Yarra. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she heard Sebastian's name mentioned. "Does it *have* to be from personal experience?" Flora asked. Poppy gave Imelda a look of disapproval, but Imelda just shrugged.
"That's how the game works, Flora." she replied, a smirk on her face. Flora thought for a moment, her eyes scanning the room. Yarra found herself holding her breath, feeling a strange mix of curiosity and trepidation. Flora standing up, and moving to the middle of the room. The red on her cheeks had grown slightly darker as the other girls started giggling once more.
She got down on her knees and performed the cowgirl position. Imelda burst into a fit of laughter, the other girls joining very shortly after, a few wolf whistles could be heard from some. Poppy was blushing furiously, giggling along with the rest of the girls. The only one who stayed silent was Yarra, whose mouth hung open in shock. 'Sebastian's favorite position' echoed in her mind, and a wave of jealousy washed over her.
"It's your turn, Flora," Imelda said as soon as the girls calmed down a bit. Flora, still smiling, turned to Imelda before looking at Yarra. Everyone's eyes followed her gaze. Flora gave Yarra a knowing smile.
"Yarra, truth or dare?" she asked.

Yarra felt incredibly flustered as all eyes seemed to be on her, and her alone. She swallowed heavily, knowing with Flora it would be daring. "...Dare." A sly smile curled around the edges of Flora's lips. "Alright then." she declared, shifting her position on the floor to better face Yarra. The other girls leaned in closer, knowing this would be good. Yarra couldn't shake the feeling she was about to regret her decision.

"I dare you to show us, how the blind man can hit the right hole?" Flora asked and burst out laughing, clearly amused by her own disgusting joke. Imelda and Natty burst into laughter, and their giggles were infectious. Poppy's eyes went wide, her face turning a deeper shade of red. She shot a glance at Yarra to make sure she was okay. Yarra, meanwhile, found herself speechless for a moment. It was such an unexpected and vulgar question that she hadn't anticipated it.
Extreme anger flared up in her. "You don't have to worry Flora. He has no problem with that. At least, he keeps hitting the same hole unlike your boyfriend!" She answered cheekily, alluding to Sebastian's notorious flightiness. The whole room went quiet, the atmosphere shifting to something more uncomfortable. Imelda and Natty looked surprised, and even Flora looked taken aback. Poppy's eyes darted between of them, sensing the undercurrent of tension.
Flora's cheeks flushed and her hands balled into fists, "What did you say?" she asked, her words tinged with barely concealed anger. Yarra leaned forward in her chair, her gaze razor sharp. "You heard me right. NO ONE will make fun of my fiancé!" she replied. The air in the room felt like it was charged with electricity. Flora's eyes flared with anger, while Yarra looked ready to fight.
"Oh, so you think you're better than me now that you're engaged?" she retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Natty and Imelda exchanged a worried glance, sensing that things were getting out of hand.
Yarra laughed. "Fuck! You and Sebastian are perfect for each other! You spout some shit and then when I say something to you, you get defensive? You're both the same!" she grinned. The words stung. Flora clenched her jaw, her hands trembling slightly.
"We're nothing alike!" she shot back, her voice cracking a little.
Poppy, concerned, tried to intervene, "Guys... Maybe we should-"