Truth or Dare ✔️

10

Sirius and Hermione sat in silence as the Weasley children drank their mugs of hot chocolate. Hermione's stomach rumbled loudly and her cheeks turned a lovely shade of scarlet. Harry looked up from his mug and stared wide eyed at her from across the table. "You missed out on the grilled asparagus tonight Hermione," he said.

She smiled at Harry and nodded. "Well, that figures," she said. "What else did they serve?"

"T-bone steaks," Fred said.

"Steaks," Hermione exclaimed.

"No, not really."

She sneered at him.

"We actually had lobster."

She raised her brow.

"It was really good too," Harry said.

"Lobster? Honestly?!"

Harry grinned. "No. We had beef stew made with beer," he said.

Sirius's ears perked up. "Oooh! Irish stew! I used to live for when they served that!"

She sat back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the three.
Then she looked to Ginny. "What did you really have for supper," she asked.

"The stew," she said flatly. "I'm really tired, can I go to bed?"

Sirius sat up straight. "Yes, of course you can Gingin. Did you want to bunk with Hermione?"

She shrugged her shoulders and continued to stare at the table and he eyed Hermione and nodded his head. Hermione nodded her head in response and then rose, taking Ginny by her elbow and gently lifting her from her seat. "Come on," she said. "You can stay with me, alright?"

Ginny was vaguely aware that someone was speaking to her and she came to. "What?"

"You can stay in my room with me," Hermione said. Sirius looked up, eyeing the boys and noticed the twins eyeing each other. "Come on," she said. "It's a really nice room. Far better than the one we were in before actually." She looked over toward her paramour. "No offense, Sirius."

He smiled and nodded his head. "None taken, Mione. It is nicer. I've had loads of time to get all the rooms in better shape since September. Except for the top floor," he said. "Top floor's for ghosts only."

"Oh stop it. Your room is up there," Hermione replied.

He shrugged his shoulders and stared into his coffee.

Hermione helped Ginny up the stairs and to her room and got her undressed and into a set of pajamas, got her into bed and covered her up and sat down next to her, tenderly brushing her hair from her eyes.

"Would you like me to stay with you?"

Ginny nodded her head once and hunkered down into the blankets and Hermione removed her house coat and crawled into bed with her and inched closer to her, her ankle throbbing. She could feel Ginny holding her breath.

"He's going to be alright Gin. You'll see," she said gently.

Ginny's weeping became more apparent and Hermione rolled her over and held on to her, letting her cry herself to sleep.

Hermione finally closed her eyes and woke to the smell of fresh coffee on her bedside table along with fresh yellow roses on the mantle of the fireplace and she smiled. She sat up and looked over to Ginny who was sleeping peacefully and slipped out of the bed quietly. Opening the door, and stepping out into the corridor, she ran into Harry and she finger-combed his hair from his face. "Where are your glasses," she asked.