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Title: Truth or Dare, Coming Out, and Other Horrifying Ideas
Rating: PG
ERA: MWWP
Warnings: It's a bit fluffy, some light swearing.
Genres: Pure-fluffy-goodness.
Word Count:
Summary: The gang plays truth or dare with some help by veritaserum.
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
I'll tell you right now that it ain't no use
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
- Monsters of Folk
"Truth or Dare,"
"Neither."
"C'mon, Moony, you've got to choose one!"
"No, this is stupid, Padfoot. I feel like a seven year old girl at a slumber party."
"Go on, Moony, just pick truth and lie."
They were sitting in the middle of their Sixth Year dormitory in a small semi-circle. Bottles of half empty fire whiskey lay between them.
"Lie? I think not, my horny one, you have underestimated my cunning and sticky fingers." Sirius wiggled his eyebrows at James, "Get it, Prongs? Horny? 'Cause you've got horns!"
"Sirius, I haven't got horns. I've got antlers and I bet your fingers are sticky from - "
"Same difference. They're great bloody bones that stick out of your head," Sirius cut him off. "And this, will ensure that no one is tempted by James's wayward, er, ways." He pulled a small vial of clear liquid from the pocket of his robes, holding it up for all to see.
"Bloody hell, where did you get that?" Peter asked in both admiration and aprehension.
Sirius shrugged as if to say 'it was nothing' but Remus could tell that he was a bit impressed with himself all the same.
"Let's just call it payback to one huge nosed git. I charmed it so the effect only lasts a few minutes" Pads stated, preening in the spotlight.
"Ace!" James exclaimed, thumping Sirius on the back.
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, Moony, truth or dare!"
"Neither. I'm not playing."
"Come on already! Just choose one!" James said, irritation showing to clearly in his voice. "Or get out, it's not fair for you to watch but not play."
"Fine. Dare." This was unexpected - he could tell by the look on his friends faces.
"Dare? What've you got to hide Moony?" Asked James in curiosity.
"I chose dare not truth, Prongs."
"Alrighty then," said James, a smile playing on his lips. "I dare you to run starkers through the common room."
There was silence.
"Truth." said Moony.
"But you chose dare, you can't bloody well change when -"
"Peter, shut it." Padfoot said, "Let him do it, we can all have one do-over with dares. But, new rule. You have to take the veritaserum before asked the question so you can't wimp out."
"Fine," Remus agreed, against his better judgement. "He took a swig of the clear potion. It was odd, it didn't seem to have a taste or texture but he could feel it trickling down his throat. Instantly he felt a calm, as though anything he said would be alright, he felt completely safe.
"Moony - "
"No - Prongsy, you got to tell him the dare. It's my turn."
"But he didn't do the dare, so it's my turn still!"
"Doesn't matter, you asked him to do it, got your two knuts in," James slouched moodily, but let Padfoot have his way. "Who have you been sneaking off with lately?"
The answer came easily to his lips. "Sage O'Brian." He didn't clarify, it would all be alright, just sat passively on the floor.
"The very male Sage O'Brian?" Peter squeaked.
"That'd be the one." Remus answered, his face relaxed as though he were in the most beautiful, peaceful place in the world.
"To study or something?" James asked thickly.
"No, to talk, sometimes snog."
"We've passed the limit of one and that isn't the Gryffindor way, mates." Sirius told them, bossily.
"Gryffindor way my ass, he's a bloody shirt lifter."
"Don't be arse, Wormtail." James said, stepping in.
"But - "
"Shut it." Sirius and James said in unison.
"Yes," Sirius, said, a small smile forming on his lips. "This is Moony, after all. So, shut it, you prat. Now," He said, his eyes lighting upon Moony. "I have some questions."
The veritaserum had begun to wear off at that point; Moony felt his stomach flop over with anxiety. He hadn't expected his friends to lose their minds over this but he hadn't expected them to defend him either. So, with an overwhelming feeling that they might be there all night he said, "Shoot, Padfoot."
He knew instantly that he was going to regret his words by the wide grin playing upon his friends lips.
Rating: PG
ERA: MWWP
Warnings: It's a bit fluffy, some light swearing.
Genres: Pure-fluffy-goodness.
Word Count:
Summary: The gang plays truth or dare with some help by veritaserum.
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
I'll tell you right now that it ain't no use
Don't ever buy nothin' from a man named truth
- Monsters of Folk
"Truth or Dare,"
"Neither."
"C'mon, Moony, you've got to choose one!"
"No, this is stupid, Padfoot. I feel like a seven year old girl at a slumber party."
"Go on, Moony, just pick truth and lie."
They were sitting in the middle of their Sixth Year dormitory in a small semi-circle. Bottles of half empty fire whiskey lay between them.
"Lie? I think not, my horny one, you have underestimated my cunning and sticky fingers." Sirius wiggled his eyebrows at James, "Get it, Prongs? Horny? 'Cause you've got horns!"
"Sirius, I haven't got horns. I've got antlers and I bet your fingers are sticky from - "
"Same difference. They're great bloody bones that stick out of your head," Sirius cut him off. "And this, will ensure that no one is tempted by James's wayward, er, ways." He pulled a small vial of clear liquid from the pocket of his robes, holding it up for all to see.
"Bloody hell, where did you get that?" Peter asked in both admiration and aprehension.
Sirius shrugged as if to say 'it was nothing' but Remus could tell that he was a bit impressed with himself all the same.
"Let's just call it payback to one huge nosed git. I charmed it so the effect only lasts a few minutes" Pads stated, preening in the spotlight.
"Ace!" James exclaimed, thumping Sirius on the back.
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, Moony, truth or dare!"
"Neither. I'm not playing."
"Come on already! Just choose one!" James said, irritation showing to clearly in his voice. "Or get out, it's not fair for you to watch but not play."
"Fine. Dare." This was unexpected - he could tell by the look on his friends faces.
"Dare? What've you got to hide Moony?" Asked James in curiosity.
"I chose dare not truth, Prongs."
"Alrighty then," said James, a smile playing on his lips. "I dare you to run starkers through the common room."
There was silence.
"Truth." said Moony.
"But you chose dare, you can't bloody well change when -"
"Peter, shut it." Padfoot said, "Let him do it, we can all have one do-over with dares. But, new rule. You have to take the veritaserum before asked the question so you can't wimp out."
"Fine," Remus agreed, against his better judgement. "He took a swig of the clear potion. It was odd, it didn't seem to have a taste or texture but he could feel it trickling down his throat. Instantly he felt a calm, as though anything he said would be alright, he felt completely safe.
"Moony - "
"No - Prongsy, you got to tell him the dare. It's my turn."
"But he didn't do the dare, so it's my turn still!"
"Doesn't matter, you asked him to do it, got your two knuts in," James slouched moodily, but let Padfoot have his way. "Who have you been sneaking off with lately?"
The answer came easily to his lips. "Sage O'Brian." He didn't clarify, it would all be alright, just sat passively on the floor.
"The very male Sage O'Brian?" Peter squeaked.
"That'd be the one." Remus answered, his face relaxed as though he were in the most beautiful, peaceful place in the world.
"To study or something?" James asked thickly.
"No, to talk, sometimes snog."
"We've passed the limit of one and that isn't the Gryffindor way, mates." Sirius told them, bossily.
"Gryffindor way my ass, he's a bloody shirt lifter."
"Don't be arse, Wormtail." James said, stepping in.
"But - "
"Shut it." Sirius and James said in unison.
"Yes," Sirius, said, a small smile forming on his lips. "This is Moony, after all. So, shut it, you prat. Now," He said, his eyes lighting upon Moony. "I have some questions."
The veritaserum had begun to wear off at that point; Moony felt his stomach flop over with anxiety. He hadn't expected his friends to lose their minds over this but he hadn't expected them to defend him either. So, with an overwhelming feeling that they might be there all night he said, "Shoot, Padfoot."
He knew instantly that he was going to regret his words by the wide grin playing upon his friends lips.