Summary: This isn't your usual 'truth or dare'. You'll see what I mean.
Drarry is already together, and everyone knows.

Third person POV:

It was 8th year, for the 7th year students who wanted to have a redo.
Here's a quick recap:
Drarry is together,
Blairon is together,
Theville is together,
Linny is together.

The 8th years got their own table, seeing that there was no more space at their house tables. They were currently having an interesting game of Truth or Dare, Kiss or Swear.

You get the gist of it, but if you don't answer truthfully, do the dare, kiss the person, or keep your promise, bruises will form on your body, causing pain.

The players were Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Ginevra Weasley, and Luna Lovegood.

You may be wondering 'How are two 7th years allowed to sit at the 8th year table?'. Well, to answer your question, they have permission from Headmaster McGonagall. She understood that they feel more comfortable with them, and after the wars Professors have been a bit more lenient.

It was currently Pansy's turn. "Hermione. Truth or dare, kiss or swear?"
She asks, hoping for dare. Hermione thinks about her answer for a moment. "Dare." She responds with, finally making her decision. Pansy grins, having the perfect dare in store.

"I dare you to kiss your crush." Pansy smirks and Hermione's blushing face. "I can't." She hurriedly says. "Why not? It's not very Gryffindor of you to say that." Pansy mused.

Hermione looks down. "I just can't Pansy." Blaise scoffs. "It can't be that bad. Do it or you'll get hurt, remember?" He reminds her. Hermione winced and looks down to see a bruise on her wrist. She sighs and stands up. She quickly walks over to her crush and kisses him, before anyone can stop her.

Harry pushes Hermione off of his boyfriend, yelling. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He seethes. Hermione stumbles back, tears forming in her eyes. "Harry-" she starts, but Harry interrupts. "You have a crush on my boyfriend?!" He yells. By now most of the Great Hall is staring at the scene.

"I'm sorry, Harry! It's just I-" Hermione apologizes. Again, Harry interrupts, upset with his 'best friend' for liking and kissing his boyfriend. "I thought we were friends! Apparently not!" He says storming out of the Great Hall. The whole time Draco was frozen from shock. The other players watched with horror, especially Pansy.

"Hermione, I-" Pansy tries. "Shut it, Parkinson." Hermione snaps, tears finally releasing themselves. The Great Hall is still, silent, and shocked. Draco abruptly stands up, disturbing the stillness. He sends a quick glare at Hermione before leaving the Great Hall in search for his boyfriend.

Harry POV

I can't believe Hermione! I thought she was my best friend, just to find out she's crushing on my boyfriend. I run right to the Gryffindor common room, since it makes me feel the calmest. Tears are dripping from my face, falling to the ground. Is there a name for when you're feeling mad and sad at the same time? Extremely, so upset wouldn't cut it.

I arrive at the portrait, guarding the common room. The Fat Lady sees my distress and let's me in right away. I enter and sit down on the sofa, putting my head in my hands. I'm contemplating what to do for a bit when I hear the portrait close, and heavy panting behind me.

"Harry, are you ok?" I hear a voice ask. I don't need to look to know it's the voice of Draco Malfoy. "Does it look like I'm ok?" I ask, irritated at the stupid question. "I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to say." Draco replies, walking over to the sofa I'm on.

He sits down next to me and hugs me. I hug back, crying into his shoulder. "I just can't believe Hermione would do that to me." I confess. I feel Draco nod, agreeing with me. We sit there for a while, me crying into my S.O.'s should Lee, and him rubbing circles onto my back, whispering reassuring things.

Eventually, I lean back and ask a question that's been on my mind since I got to the common room. "Would you leave me for Hermione?" Draco looks surprised at my question before pecking my cheek and saying "Never. I don't know why you would even consider me doing that."

I kiss him on the lips before hugging him again. I have a small smile on my face when I say "I love you." "Je t'aime aussi." I get as a reply. That's pretty much the only French I understand, since Draco says it quite a bit.

We realize what time it is and Draco excuses himself to go to his dormitory. We kiss one more time before exchanging 'goodbyes'.

A minute after he leaves, the portrait opens again, to reveal Ron, Neville, Ginny, the other Gryffindors and... her. I look away, ignoring the traitor. She starts to walk over before Ron stops her, saying to give me time. She nods looking my way, her cheeks tear streaked.