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bleedingangel84) wrote2024-01-30 02:26 am
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Kiss on a Dare
Title: Kiss on a Dare
Author/Artist:
bleedingangel84
Rating: PG
Warnings: Language, Mild suggestion
Word Count: 291
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Written for: JMDC 215- look forward;
dove_drabbles 123-Be someone you look up to.
Notes: Just randomness inspired by the prompts. I apologise if this isn’t up to par, but this is the best my brain could come up with in my current circumstances.
Summary: The Gryffindors and Slytherins play an inter-house game of Truth or Dare.
“This game is ridiculous.”
“I know. That’s what makes it fun.”
“Harry, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss Draco.”
“Ron, why do you hate me? Can I opt for truth instead?”
“Scared, Potter?”
“You wish.”
“Well, go on then. Kiss him.”
“With you lot watching?”
“How else will we know if you did it or not?”
“Why do you have to pick now to be logical?”
“Shut up and kiss him already!”
“Okay, Okay. Being with Hermione has had a bad influence on you, Ron.”
“I don’t know who taught you how to kiss, Potter, but you made my fucking toes curl doing that.”
“Thank you, Malfoy. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“Told me what?”
“Who taught me how to kiss.”
“Well now I’m intrigued. I have to know.”
“Neville.”
“Longbottom?”
“Who else do we know called Neville?”
“Who the hell taught him?”
“I never asked, but I think it’s safe to say he learned his lessons well.”
“I’d say so. May I kiss you again?”
‘Weren’t we supposed to be playing Truth or Dare?”
“I find myself more fascinated with you than the game. What else have you learned from Longbottom?”
“I look forward to showing you. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
“I should hope so, I never thought I’d aspire in any fashion to be like Longbottom, but if it means I get to kiss you like no one else exists, I’d say that’s a worthy aspiration.”
“Get a room, you two.”
“We have one, Ron. You’re currently standing in it.”
“Fine, we’ll sleep in the common room. Kissing Malfoy made you snarky, Harry.”
“You shouldn’t have dared me then, should you?”
“Why do these things always come back to bite me?”
Author/Artist:
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Rating: PG
Warnings: Language, Mild suggestion
Word Count: 291
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. Rights belong to the respective creators.
Written for: JMDC 215- look forward;
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Notes: Just randomness inspired by the prompts. I apologise if this isn’t up to par, but this is the best my brain could come up with in my current circumstances.
Summary: The Gryffindors and Slytherins play an inter-house game of Truth or Dare.
“This game is ridiculous.”
“I know. That’s what makes it fun.”
“Harry, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss Draco.”
“Ron, why do you hate me? Can I opt for truth instead?”
“Scared, Potter?”
“You wish.”
“Well, go on then. Kiss him.”
“With you lot watching?”
“How else will we know if you did it or not?”
“Why do you have to pick now to be logical?”
“Shut up and kiss him already!”
“Okay, Okay. Being with Hermione has had a bad influence on you, Ron.”
“I don’t know who taught you how to kiss, Potter, but you made my fucking toes curl doing that.”
“Thank you, Malfoy. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“Told me what?”
“Who taught me how to kiss.”
“Well now I’m intrigued. I have to know.”
“Neville.”
“Longbottom?”
“Who else do we know called Neville?”
“Who the hell taught him?”
“I never asked, but I think it’s safe to say he learned his lessons well.”
“I’d say so. May I kiss you again?”
‘Weren’t we supposed to be playing Truth or Dare?”
“I find myself more fascinated with you than the game. What else have you learned from Longbottom?”
“I look forward to showing you. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.”
“I should hope so, I never thought I’d aspire in any fashion to be like Longbottom, but if it means I get to kiss you like no one else exists, I’d say that’s a worthy aspiration.”
“Get a room, you two.”
“We have one, Ron. You’re currently standing in it.”
“Fine, we’ll sleep in the common room. Kissing Malfoy made you snarky, Harry.”
“You shouldn’t have dared me then, should you?”
“Why do these things always come back to bite me?”