Innocent Play?

Chapter 2 : Truth or Dare?

Hermione turned her eyes from Sirius to Remus. She got up quickly from her chair, so quick it stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. The pounding of the chair made Remus wince. She was about to walk out when she felt two arms grip her waist.

“We aren’t finished with the game, love!” Sirius said huskily.

Hermione shot him a glare so deadly, had it been daggers he would be dead.

“Let me go!” She gritted through her teeth.

Instead of following her directions, he chuckled and lowered his head to her collarbone placing feathery type kisses. Her breath was caught in her throat at the sudden feel of his warm lips upon her skin.

“Please!” She said breathlessly.

He chuckled but ignored her and continued his kissing. This time he dared to further his kissing by placing some along her jaw. Hermione felt weak, and if Sirius hadn’t been holding her, she would fallen flat on the floor.

“Are you going to stay now?” He said in a husky seductive tone that sent shivers through her body.

She nodded dazed by his ministrations. He tricked her somehow. He laughed in her ear and let her go. He picked up the chair on the floor and like a gentleman offered her the seat. Once she was able to compose herself, she looked at the four other men who devoured her like a prey with their lusty eyes. The scene that happened between Sirius and her seemed to have clouded their thoughts momentarily.

Sirius cleared his throat which brought them back to reality. The Twins grinned madly at Hermione who blushed, while Harry had a faint tint of rosy cheeks at how he was imagining his best friend at the moment.

The worst was Remus. His eyes bore into Hermione’s which made her look elsewhere than him. But his eyes were burning on her skin. She could feel his lingering look and it sent a wave a chills into her body. She felt her stomach twist and felt light headed. Never had her Professor looked at her that way before and for some unknown reason, she liked it. Eventually, Remus shook his head and focused back onto the game.

“Since I hurt Hermione’s feelings, I think she deserves a right to choose her next victim!” Sirius proposed.

They nodded in agreement.

“Very well… Sirius, truth or dare?” She was hoping for dare. She wanted to take revenge.

“Dare!” He answered smugly.

“Thank you!” She replied smiling obviously happy.

“You are most welcomed!”

“You are to die your hair pink -”

“No problem.” He said cutting her off.

“I wasn’t finished!” She said a bit annoyed. “And keep it that way for a whole week!” She finished.

He looked at her shocked. While one evening, he wouldn’t mind, a whole week was not pleasant to his male ego. She smiled innocently. He sighed and took the bottle of fire whiskey. He gulped down two large sips of the bottle, feeling his throat burn lightly.

“Hum… Harry, Truth or Dare?” Sirius asked after clearing his throat.

“Truth.” Harry answered unconsciously.

“Are you in love with Hermione?” He asked a bit anxious of the answer. While he knew his Godson was gay, of that he was sure, he couldn’t help but notice the way he looked at Hermione earlier. He felt a hint of jealousy.

“No!” He screamed, almost disgusted by the question.

The bottle remained it’s brownish color. It never glowed. However, Hermione felt a hint of sadness. While she wasn’t in love with Harry, the way he said it made a bit upset. Was it that bad to be in love with her?

Remus noticed the flicker of sadness in her eyes. It lasted only a second, everyone else was oblivious, but Remus was observant. Hermione looked at him and he smiled softly at her which made her blush.

“George, truth or dare?” Harry continued with the game.

“Truth.”

“Did you ever had sex with your twin brother?” Harry whispered the question, obviously a bit ashamed of his own question.

“No.” He answered laughing.

The bottle glowed at his answer and he started laughing. “Thanks, bottle! I was thirsty. I needed to lie somehow.” He took a huge sip of the fire whiskey.

Hermione smiled at the discomfort of Harry of knowing they actually had a sexual encounter. It was rather taboo, they all knew it. But somehow, they weren’t bothered by the Twins affection toward one another.

“Remus, Truth or dare?” George asking clearing his throat.

“Dare!”

George pondered a minute then flicked his eyes to Hermione. “You are to rip Hermione’s shirt open and yank it off of her leaving her in her beautiful laced bra.”

Hermione glared at him. How could he? That was going to far. But then she turned to look at Remus. The same feral look he had earlier was in his eyes. It pinned her in her seat and she felt a wave of desire rush through her veins. Her blood was pumping and she noticed his nostrils flare. She knew that he could smell her clear fear but arousal. She bit her lower lip.

“Hermione…” He said in a low, dark voice she didn’t know he had. It was hoarse and she could see he fought the surge of doing anything against her will. “…If you don’t want -”

Hermione suddenly lifted her hand to silence him. She surprised herself by her gesture. “It’s a dare! You choose to do it or not, don’t worry about me!” She said softly glaring at the twin.

Remus growled at her willingness to give in. The sound made her quiver. He rose to his feet and in a primal way, he ripped her shirt open. The button flew across the floor, falling to the ground with a loud thud everyone unexpected. It made Hermione jump but as she looked up to Remus, his eyes were still their amber color but somehow dark. She bit her lower lip. Right now, she lost coherent thoughts and fought the urge of jumping into his arms and kiss him passionately.

Gently, compared to a couple seconds ago, he slid her shirt down along her arms. His rough hands softly caressed her pale skin. She bit her lower lip trying to cover up a moan, but it was too difficult and the soft sound carried like a melody into the kitchen. Remus growled at that sound trying to remain in control of what was left of him. He was definitely in dire need of ravaging Hermione’s body. Once the shirt removed, he kept it in his hands and walked back to his seat.

Hermione instinctively folded her arms like she was holding herself. She was trying to cover herself up from the cold air that hit her warm body like ice, but also from people looking at her. She observed all men and their eyes darted on her which made her blush a bright crimson color.

Sirius chuckled, while Remus took a deep breath. “Fred, truth or dare?” Remus said trying to gain composure.

“For a change, truth!” He answered playfully.

“Did you ever get really drunk to the point of being sick?”

“Yes!” He paused and focused on Sirius. “Sirius, truth or dare?”

“Dare!” He smiled.

“Take a separate bottle of fire whiskey, and drink it’s whole content!”

Sirius laughed but got up and fetched another bottle. Hermione looked at him wide eyed.

“You are going to get sick!” Hermione said disapprovingly.

“Nah! I am strong man!” He said smugly. She huffed at his arrogance.

He took the bottle and a few seconds later it was empty. Hermione was shocked at how quickly the bottle was done. She knew sooner or later, he would start feeling the effects of his drink.

“Hermione…” Sirius began as he leaned forward toward her. His breath was hot, smelled of the fire whiskey which made her inhale sharply, and low. Her eyes fluttered close. “Truth or dare?”

She was dazed and tried to keep focus. She opened her eyes and saw Sirius just inches away from her face. He was smiling. “Truth!” She answered finally.

“Very well… Did you enjoy Remus ripping your shirt open??” He asked smiling coyly.

“No!” She said quickly but the bottle betrayed her. Remus hid behind his hands, but she could still a faint smile crossing his lips while the rest of the men laughed. “Stupid bottle!” She muttered.

“Take a drink, love!” She drank down a sip of the fire whiskey. It was small but it burned her throat.

Sirius looked at indignant. “You call that a sip?” He got up and got a shot glass. She looked at him raising an eye brow. He poured the fire whiskey. “Drink!” He ordered.

“But!” She was about to retort but refrained of doing so. Instead she took the glass and gulped it down quickly. The burning in her throat made her cough lightly.

“That’s my girl!” He laughed. She glared at him.

“My turn!” She paused and bit her lower lip. “Remus, truth or dare?” She finally found the courage to ask him.

He looked at her smiling softly. While his eyes were still dark and drove her crazy, his smile was soft and patient. “Dare.” He answered.

“Kiss Sirius!” She bit, again, her lower lip at this dare.

They looked at her surprised but happy. They turned to face each other, and just before Remus placed his thin and soft lips on Sirius’s he shot her one last glance. Their eyes were closed and their kiss was hot and demanding. Hermione felt that if she continued this game, soon her seat would turn into a pool of water. They both moaned and Hermione made a whimpering sound which made them broke their kiss.

Hermione blushed and looked away. “Enjoying the sight, love?” Sirius said laughing.

“It would seem so…” Remus added his nostrils flaring again.

She didn’t look up : too ashamed of how turned on she was looking at the two men. Sirius sensed her discomfort, and while he enjoyed driving her crazy, he didn’t want her to feel embarrassed. He leaned over and moved her hair back lightly. The soft touch surprised her and she didn’t move. He whispered into her ear : “Don’t worry, we can include you later on!”

She was so shocked, her head shot up and found Sirius look at her suggestively. She blushed furiously but shook her head. Sirius laughed lightly.

Remus cleared his throat, and turned to Harry : “Truth or Dare, Harry?”

“Dare.”

“Care to share a kiss on the soft lips of your best friend.” He said pointing his eyes at Hermione.

“I love you, Hermione, but no. I would feel too awkward afterwards.” He looked at her apologetically and she understood. He took the fire whiskey and drank two large gulps.

Harry looked around and stopped on Fred. “Truth or Dare?”

“Dare!”

“Tell your mother you had a heated encounter with your brother.” Harry knew he was pushing boundaries now.

Fred reluctantly took the bottle of fire whiskey and drank two large sips of the bottle. His throat burning, he said quickly after the drink :

“That was an evil dare there, Harry.”

He paused then turned to Hermione. She didn’t think her turn would be up so fast. “Truth or Dare, Granger?”

“Dare.” She smiled defiantly at Fred. He liked challenging her, it was always fun.

“Take your skirt off.”

Hermione looked at him quizzically. But for some unknown reason, she found the confidence to accept the challenge. She was already in her bra, standing her panties wouldn’t change much at this point. Remus and Sirius took in a large gulp of air as she rose to her feet.

Suddenly, the effect she had on them made her double in confidence. She gave them a playful smile and brought her soft hands to the buttons of her pleaded skirt. She undid them slowly, and worked the zipper very slowly. She wanted to tease them. She placed her hands on each side of her skirt, swaying her hips and pulling her skirt down in a very slow motion. She looked at all men playfully, biting her lower lip. The Twins were grinning as the effect of her strip tease wasn’t that effective, neither was Harry. While they enjoyed seeing her getting down to almost naked, the look on the two older wizards was priceless. As the skirt finally dropped at her ankles, she lifted gently her feet and retrieved the cloth. She tossed it aside and sat back down.

Remus and Sirius let out the breath they had been holding, feeling very hard. Suddenly, the little innocent bookworm wasn’t so innocent. They observed her body : long fine creamy legs, a flat stomach. She was wearing a black lace bra and matching lace panties. She looked divinely sexy. They gulped as they tried to regain focus on the game but it was proven to be hard. However, they did caught Hermione’s playful look and smile knowing she had figured out the effect she had on them.

“Sirius. Truth or Dare?” She asked softly.

“Truth.” He answered quickly.

“ Do you want me?” She whispered.

He merely nodded in response and she laughed lightly. “I need a voiced answer.”

“Yes!” He breathed.

She smiled waiting for him to continue the game. But he was silent : observing her.

“Sirius, it’s your turn!” Harry said softly.

“Huh?!” He answered but without leaving Hermione’s eyes.

“I think it‘s time for me to go to bed.” She got up quickly and began to exit the kitchen. She heard two faint growls behind her and she chuckled.

“Where do you think you are going?!” She heard Sirius growl. It sent shivers down her spine. “The game is not over.”

She turned around and smiled softly. “But it’s late…” She pretended to whine.

“I agree…” George said yawning suddenly. He exchanged a glance with his brother.

“Yeah, I think we will head to bed.” Fred followed quickly.

They rose to their feet and exited the kitchen very quickly. Harry understood it was his turn to take his leave. He didn’t even glance at Sirius and Remus who were practically drooling over his best friend. He bid them good night and kissed his best friend on the forehead before walking out.

“Well I better go to…” She said softly as she picked up her skirt. She noticed Remus was still holding her shirt. She avoided the subject and was about to exit the door when she felt two hands grip her roughly.

“You are going nowhere, witch!” She heard Sirius growl into her ear.