Chapter 21

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Draco's POV.

"Alright, er, dare." Weasley said nervously, eyeing Finnegan. It was like he knew that Finnegan could probably do some horrible dares, but was even more worried about the truths.

"Right then, I dare you to..." Finnegan looked around the room. "Yes, I dare you to wear those dress robes to breakfast the next three days." Finnegan pointed to a set of frilly dress robes on a hook that had most certainly not been there before. Weasley turned a dark red color.

"Why do you hate me, Seamus?" He muttered, but got up and grabbed the dress robes. They were identical to the ones he had worn in fourth year, to the Yule Ball.

"I just want to see everyone's face, that's all." Finnegan shrugged, his arm around Dean Thomas' waist. "What do you think?" He directed the question at Thomas.

"Should be great." He answered, grinning.

"Right, Dean, truth or dare?" Weasley said, rolling his eyes.

"Dare."

"Don't kiss Seamus for the rest of the game." Weasley said, just as they started kissing. Thomas pulled away.

"Hate you." He grumbled. Finnegan laughed and pulled Thomas closer to him.

I found myself wishing I was Finnegan, and that Thomas was Harry, and-

No, Draco. I thought. You cannot think like that. Even if it could happen, it could never happen out in the open. Your father-

Who cares what my father thinks? Some insane part of me screamed at the same part. He's in Azkaban, he can't do anything. And even if he could, Harry wouldn't care and neither should I.

That's assuming it would happen. The same part said back. And it won't.

"Draco, truth or dare?" Millicent Bulstrode said, jarring me from my thoughts.

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Harry's POV

"Uh, truth." Draco said, looking uneasily at Bulstrode.

"Who was your last kiss?" She said. Draco turned beet red and clamped his mouth tightly shut. "Draco, you have to answer."

"Uh, dare." Draco said. I was scared that Bulstrode would push it. It's not that I regretted kissing Draco-

Wait, I didn't regret kissing Draco?!!

"Fine, I dare you to..." Bulstrode glanced around the room, her gaze focusing on me for a second before she shook her head and moved on, grinning as she looked at Ron. "Kiss Weasley."

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Super short, I know. I am sorry, so sorry. The next chapter should be longer... whatever. I just wanted to update, and this was a good stopping point.

Now I need some thoughts from you lovely readers. (Not that many of you comment, but that's okay. You can always start, or the few that do can comment here.)

Do you guys want me to write longer chapters with bigger breaks between updates, or shorter chapters with updates every day or so, supposing I don't get writers block?

Comment what you think would be best!!!

(Also, can I just say that the quote at the top is 100% true?!! That happened to me once, and I woke up at 5:30, and then I went downstairs, and my mom told me it was time for SCHOOL. I mean, that's the stuff of nightmares. Stupid poster.)

Anywho, thanks for reading this chapter, fellow Drarry shippers!!!

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