Drarry Oneshots 2

we are BACK with some TRUTH OR MOTHERFUCKING D A R E

god im a slut for truth or dare drarry

Hola, sunflowers!

In honor of my 18th birthday today (August 12, 2020 if you're reading in the future), I've given you all a present!

(A little backwards, but still. We all love truth or dare drarry here.)

dedicated to drvrryshipper and hp_stan_62442 as well as the rest of you t or d sluts

(im not actually calling you sluts we're just sluts for truth or dare do not use derogatory terms toward people unless they know you're joking please)

"I think," Neville said slowly, trying to spit out the words through his drunken haze. "We should play a... a game!"

Seamus fell against the table. Dean grabbed him by the hips, pulling him close and grinning, before turning to Neville. "Good idea, Nev. What kinda game?"

"The kind..." Neville squinted for a long moment. "That you play."

Hermione buried her face in Harry's shoulder to hide her laughter, and Dean pressed his lips together, unable to contain his smile. "Yes. Makes sense."

A small snort escaped Hermione. Ron had already lost it; he was doubled over giggling. Harry covered his mouth with his hand.

"And what kind of game that you play would you suggest we play?" Dean asked, really trying to contain his own laughter through the words as Seamus trailed his tongue from Dean's shoulder to his jaw.

Neville had already lost interest in the conversation, looking somewhere past Harry's left shoulder and murmuring "Throwing ass."

That did it. Hermione collapsed into giggles and Ron fell on the floor. Harry burst out laughing, and Dean cracked up, accidentally knocking Seamus over.

When they finally managed to get themselves together, Neville had already wandered off somewhere in the Room of Requirement.

"Well, while Neville and Seamus are already drunk, I think the rest of us are just tipsy," Hermione sighed sadly. "That should be remedied immediately."

"English?" Ron asked.

Dean raised his glass and his voice. "It means let's get fucking shitfaced!"

This was met with cheers from around the room, and Harry grinned as he downed his drink.

"How about Truth or Dare?" Dean asked. "Do wizards play party games like Truth or Dare, or is that just a Muggle thing?"

"Do wizards-" Ron choked on his drink. "Do wizards play party games? Dean, you have much to learn. Seven years at Hogwarts have done nothing for you."

"I'll take that as a yes," Dean replied, rolling his eyes affectionately and helping Seamus stand.

"TRUTH OR DARE!" Hermione shouted, charming a large circle of carpet on the floor to glow blue. People started cheering again and heading over to the circle. Harry laughed softly at Hermione's brazenness. Maybe she was a little tipsier than she was aware of.

Harry sat in between Dean and Ron, laughing as Seamus drunkenly pretended to trip and land on Dean's lap, only to end up sprawled over Harry's.

"Wrong hottie," Dean laughed easily, pulling Seamus onto his lap as more people sat down in the circle.