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Harry shrugged. [b "I was upset about Cho initially, but then I forgot all about her when I saw Krum dancing with you. I almost demanded he get his hands off you, but I didn't think you'd like me being possessive like that. And I didn't want to ruin your night. Unfortunately, it seemed like Ron managed to do that anyway,"] he recalled how angry the redhead had been.
As expected, she was right. Harry finished off the last bit of the bottle, feeling more giddy than anything. [b "Can you imagine how awful that life would be?"] he hiccuped. [b "I've already got people following my every move like a celebrity. I wouldn't want any more of that in my life. Cameras and media and interviews?"] he shuddered. [b "I'd go absolutely insane."]
Holding up the empty firewhisky bottle, he tipped it upside down. [b "I think our mischief has been managed,"] he grinned like an idiot, face red and eyes blown wide. [b "I think this makes you an honorary Marauder, Hermione Granger. Sirius will be so proud. And Lupin will definitely blame me for corrupting you."]
Feeling brave from the liquor, he rotated himself and laid back so his head was in her lap. [b "I like you like this,"] he reached a hand up to run a finger along her jaw. [b "Relaxed and smiling. I hate that you're so stressed all the time. You deserve to have fun, too."]
A faint smile traced her lips when he snorted back the laugh. The one about the exams had been her lie. And honestly she had been surprised to have said it so straight-faced herself. [b "You know I almost did start laughing when I said it. But I thought to make this one easy.."] She said as she leaned back against the wall, letting her eyes trail to the window for a moment.
She could not believe what she had just admitted. The girl had been so sure she would never tell Harry or Ron how hurt she had been. Or how much she thought that they only thought of her as "one of the guys". Both of those things had come out in their sense just in her telling Harry why she had agreed to be Viktor's date for the Yule Ball. And mentally she was kicking herself for that.
Slowly she peeked to the boy and her cheeks were a dark red. [b "I knew you had been miserable..but I had assumed that was because you had been watching Cho.. I..I never knew you regretted that we didn't go together."] Yeah her mind was faintly hazy and she was not watching what she said as carefully as she usually did. And when he said about the next dance a soft laugh escaped her. [b "Careful I may hold you to it."]
And once more the boy took his turn. [b "You want the peaceful cottage and a family of your own..but I think the Quidditch player is the lie here.. And this time I'm not saying any whys to that."] She said and gave a small smie
Harry snorted a laugh. [b "I'm impressed that you managed to say that with a straight face, but I can promise you that I already know you're looking forward to our exams more than anything. That is a bold faced lie, Miss Granger."]
It made him a bit sad to think she assumed no one would ask her to the Yule Ball, aside from Viktor. He'd been kicking himself for the rest of the year that he hadn't asked her first, with a bubble of jealousy surging in his chest every time he saw Krum hanging around her. Ron may have been annoyed that a celebrity was following her around like a lovesick puppy, but Harry had been nervous that the Quidditch player's charm would win Hermione over.
[b "I'm sorry we were such prats about it,"] he apologized. [b "You looked beautiful. I was miserable the whole night, which I don't think made my date very happy,"] he grinned. [b "I promise that next time we have a school dance, I will be the first in line with flowers and chocolates and a stack of books to ask you to be my date."]
Taking the bottle from her, he tried to come up with one last round of truths and a lie. [b "Alright. Let's see here. One day I want to have a family of my own. I want to play professional Quidditch. And I'd like to live in a countryside cottage."]
He hadn't upset her at all. The truth was she had never known how he truly felt. It both pleased her and made her a little skittish. It almost made her wonder if they had both felt like this the whole time why they had never said. But then she remembered how Ginny felt about Harry and also how they were so close. Neither it seemed had wanted to test those waters or to make things awkward.
Those were her thoughts and why she had been so quiet. It was his blurted out words that had caught her attention and pulled her out of her thoughts. Slowly, the girl shook her and gave the boy a small smile. [b "You didn't upset me at all. Just I never knew..so thank you. It means a lot..especially since it's you. You know I've always got your back and will be there to help you."] And when he mentioned their bouncing ferret and the punch she had given him their third year, the girl laughed. [b "That did feel really good. So Malfoy I can handle."]
And after a moment she reached over and took the bottle from him. [b "I believe it's my turn now."] She said with a small smirk. [b "I only went to the Yule Ball with Viktor because he asked and I didn't think anyone else would. I enjoy being so clever and always being the top of the class, and I am dreading our first set of exams."]
He grinned down at her. [b "I could hear you over all of the others, you know,"] he teased. [b "You're quite loud when you need to be. I thought you'd scare the dragon off just with your yelling."]
It made him a bit giddy that she'd enjoyed their time together as well. Even if it was under less than ideal circumstances. He had gasped onto her with desperation and fear, and was eternally grateful that she hadn't let him fall when everyone else had abandoned him. She was the one constant he had.
[b "I hated that the second task made me choose between you and Ron. I tried going back for both of you, but the mermaids kind of hated that. Not as friendly as the muggle books would make you believe,"] he said, remembering the jabs from their spears.
[b "I didn't mean to upset you, or anything, just now,"] he blurted out, noticing that she'd gotten a bit quiet. [b "I just...couldn't stand the thought of disappointing you. I can handle anyone else being upset at me, but never you. You're the only one that I know is in my corner no matter what. So I just want you to know, that I'm always going to be behind you, as well. Anything you need, I'm there. Though if it's to punch Malfoy in the face, I'm fairly sure you managed that better than I could,"] he joked to lighten the mood, fondly recalling the punch she'd landed on the blond ferret back in third year.
When she had to drink, the girl gave him a faint pout. She had been so sure that she had caught the lie. But the game said if they got it wrong they had to drink. And so being a good girl and playing by the rules, Hermione took the sip from the whiskey and yet agwin it burned going down. She swore she would never get used to it.
As she handed the bottle back to the boy, the girl leaned back against him more. Her eyes were staring ahead of them. She was waiting to hear what the lie was. Or HOW it was the lie. And when he began, her head turned and brown gaze had fallen on him. So she HAD caught the lie and was about to scold him for making her drink. But her mouth quickly snapped shut and her cheeks coloured a red that would make even lobsters and roses jealous as he explained it to her.
[b "I-I could never have been disappointed in or with you Harry. I never minded those long hours or trying to help you. It made me feel useful and it also meant that we got to spend time together...I actually looked forward to the lessons... But I will admit that during the whole tournament I was scared to death.."] She explaind and rested her head on her lap.
Harry grinned wickedly. He'd managed to catch her, though he hadn't expected it to work. The firewhisky bottle was held out to her. [b "Drink up, Granger. You got it wrong."]
He was extremely smug as he watched her take the drink, proud of himself for having gotten a point over her. Truth be told, he didn't care about winning the First Task - or any of them - at all, but the reason behind it was the lie. Sitting back against the wall, he leaned against her a bit more.
[b "You were right that the lie was me disappointed about not winning, but you got the reasoning wrong,"] he explained.
Harry's mind flashed back to all the late nights she'd spent with him practicing, going over and over the accio spell until he got it completely right. [b "The thing I was most afraid of during the First Task was disappointing you."]
He gave her a sheepish smile. [b "You'd worked so hard with me and lost so much sleep trying to teach me that bloody spell, I was terrified that I was going to screw it all up and disappoint you. I was afraid all your work was going to go to waste, and you'd be upset with me. Honestly, thinking you were going to be disappointed in me was far more upsetting than being chased by a bloodthirsty dragon."]
Her cheeks seemed to decide to fluch as he gently teased her over being able to figure her out. It was kind of true that he did pay attention. Apparently more than she herself has been aware of. Honestly she had thought it would take a little longer in his finguring out her lie. But at the same time she could say she was glad it hadn't.
The girl listened to him tick off his next round and gave a small smile. It wasn't like she didn't pay attention truly. But this one was a little bit harder. Just a bit. [b "I wouldn't know about Chriatmas our first year because I had gone home for the holiday...but given what you have said about your aunt and uncle they weren't keen to let you have anything nice or on holidays... So that one is the truth... And honestly what you had been most afraid of was dying during the first task... not coming in last because you didn't even want to be a part of the tournament..so there was your lie.."] The girl said quietly.
This was nice. She would have never expected telling her best friend she had feelings for him..or that they would actually kind of be on a date in the place they nearly died trying to get to their third year. But then she truly had to remember that NOTHING since they had been at Hogwarts was ordinary or played out to expectations. It was in itself some form of messed up story and they its characters. And at that thought, Hermione let out a soft laugh. She really was starting to get a little tipsy off the whiskey alread.
[b "So..do I have it right?"]
Harry pretended to bow, smiling proudly. [b "I like to think I've paid enough attention to you over the years to figure you out, Miss Granger,"] he teased.
It was a little harder to come up with a lie for the second round. She'd guessed his first one so quickly that he doubted he'd be able to fool her at all. [b "Alright. Round two,"] his nose scrunched in thought.
[b "My favourite drink is pumpkin juice,"] he counted off on his fingers. [b "My first Christmas present was a sweater that Mrs Weasley knitted me in first year. And the thing that scared me most during the First Task was coming in last place."]
Harry's cheeks were starting to flush under the influence of the firewhisky. His face felt warm and his body was cozy, pressing against hers. He'd never thought that the place they'd nearly died getting to in third year would make such a peaceful spot for a date. He was almost positive he had a dopey smile on his face. Everything about the afternoon so far had been perfect.
His hands fiddled with the bottle, gauging how much they had left. Madam Rosmerta hadn't given them her biggest bottle, but rather one slightly bigger than a mickey's worth. There was still half a bottle's worth, which was sure to keep them comfortable. [b "Guess away, Granger,"] he challenged.
Indirectly she had been telling him that her crush had been him longer than he knew. And when thinking about it, even longer than she herself did. But that was not something she was willing to fully admit to. Or at least she was not willing to admit to it at the moment. As soon as he joked about her crush being either Dean or Seamus, Hermione made a face and shook her head. [b "As fun as they can be, neither are my type. So no."] The girl said as she bumped his shoulder, watching him take another swig from the botle.
The girl listened to him playing process of elimination and nodded as he had gotten the lie. But she also flushed a bright pink at the compliment that he had given as he had been weeding out the lie. [b "I knew you would figure me out. And that was btilliantly done in figuring it."] And with those words, Hermione slipped the bottle from his hand and took another drink, for her it burning almost as much as the first time.
After she had, the girl offered a smile and gave him the bottle once more. [b "I believe it's your turn for another round."]
He grinned at her. [b "It hurts that you doubt nine year old Harry Potter's appeal to girls. My over-sized clothes and glasses were quite irresistible. But you're right, I was never kissed at age nine. Or any age. That being said, I'm pretty sure I have to drink now since you got it correct."]
The firewhisky didn't burn quite as much the second time around. He listened to her own statements, feeling his heart rate pick up at the mention of a crush. [b "You're not going to tell me you have a crush on Dean or Seamus, are you? Because that might make me a little jealous,"] he teased.
[b "Alright, let's see. You've always been pretty proud of your parents, so I don't think it's that one. Process of elimination, I'm going to say you don't actually want to go into magical law. Though I could see you eventually become Minister of Magic, and clean out all of the problems that place has. Kick Fudge out on his ass and restructure the entire Ministry. But magical law. That's the lie, and my final answer,"] he bumped her shoulder with his, holding out with slight hope that the crush she mentioned was a truth, and that it could potentially be him.
[b "The lie is your first kiss being at nine...I can easily see you having been good in school and even sneaking into a movie or two just to get away from your aunt and uncle."] The girl said with a small smile. She didn't exactly know why she would have thought the lie being the kiss though.
The girl leaned her head on his shoulder and was trying to think. What were truths and lies that she could actually use for this game? Because she wasn't exactly an open book or tried not to be. It was more out of habit and not the fact that she didn't trust him. So when he had suggested the game, Hermione had honestly seen it as a fun and easy way for them both to learn more about the other and to let their guards down.
[b "When finishing here at Hogwarts I want to go into some kind of magical law. I've always had a crush on someone very close and dear to me. And I love that my parents are dentists."] She finally decided on her first set. She was almost sure that her lie would be easy enough to tell and this was also her eay in admitting that Harry had been a crush of hers for longer than he realised.
Harry laughed at the mention of her cat. [b "I don't know if he's warmed up to me out of an actual desire to bond, or if he just really wants to spite Ron by making him the sole enemy. Your cat might be an evil genius hidden in a fuzzy little body."]
He was eager to learn new things about her. Things that she'd never shared with him and Ron before, whether it was from her life before them or personal information she hadn't yet disclosed to them. He'd never press her to share anything that she didn't want to, but maybe by playing a game would make her more willing to share stories with him. And by her smile, it seemed as though she was willing to trust him just as much as he trusted her.
Two truths and a lie it was. Harry's face scrunched as he tried to think of something to start off with. [b "Alright. Let's see. I was a straight-A student in muggle school; My first kiss was when I was nine ; And I've never been to a movie theatre."]
He did his best to keep his answers related to his muggle life before he'd met them all on the train to Hogwarts. Spending so much time with Hermione and Ron during the school year meant it was going to be hard coming up with a lie that she wouldn't see right through. Given how smart she was, Harry was sure she'd detect his lie immediately upon hearing it.
The Whomping Willow had literally almost killed Harry and Ron in their second year and in their third would have had Crookshanks not pressed the knot among the roots. So she couldn't help giving a faintly raised brow at Harry's teasing of the Willow being 'easy' to get passed. [b "Well if we want that hour of silence since we know how the Willow works then we will have to have Crookshanks with us. He has warmed up to you quite a bit."] The girl said, thoughtfully and giving the boy a gentle nudge.
If there hadn't been the alcohol slowly seeping into her bloodstream as it was, the girl would have scooted even closer to the boy to block out some of the cold. So she admittedly was silently thanking the artificial warmth and the feeling of becoming near numb to everthing around them. She couldn't remember a time feeling this relaxed and knew when it wore off she would miss the peace she and Harry now felt.
[b "Actually I've never played any of the games either. Up until now I never really thought I would. But with you...I feel like it would be okay and fun... So do you want to try for Two Truths and One Lie?"] The girl asked and gave a small pout as that did seem the easier of the two games.
It didn't take long for Harry to come to the same realization that she had; that they were completely alone with a bottle of alcohol in an abandoned house. Definitely not the most conventional first dates, but then again, they were far from conventional students. Harry took another drink from the bottle, settling his back against the creaky bed frame behind him.
[b "Is this what peace and quiet sounds like?"] he sighed dramatically. [b "Here I thought we'd never experience it in all of our years at Hogwarts. It's slightly tragic that we had to hide out in the Shrieking Shack, of all places, just to find it. But, at least now we know that all we have to do is get past the Whomping Willow in order to have an hour of silence. Easy peasy,"] he teased.
The effects of the firewhisky were quick to take hold. The September chill was kept back by a warm coating of alcohol in his bloodstream, making him feel more at ease and relaxed than he ever remembered being. He'd have to secure more to have for emergencies, in the event that they needed some way to unwind after an inevitable run-in with Umbridge.
Sitting so close to Hermione, Harry bumped her shoulder with his own. [b "I'm pretty sure this exact scenario means we're supposed to play one of those cheesy drinking games that the others are always going on about during parties,"] he grinned at her. [b "That being said, I've never actually played any of them. Should we try Never Have I Ever? Or maybe Two Truths and a Lie? What says you, Prefect Granger?"]
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