Truth or Dare?
Mica's P.O.V.
Mica always loved sleepovers at Lily's. They always stayed up late eating junk food, watching chick-flicks, and plain old just talking. But, tonight was going to be different; because tonight, Mica and Lyra had a plan. Du du du dun!
"So, Lyra, what do you want to do?" Mica asked casually. Stick with the plan!
"Oh, oh, oh! I know!" The blond girl excitedly announced, sitting crossed legged on the floor, bouncing and waving her hand in the air. Haha! We get the idea, miss hyperactive.
"Ly, I asked you! Plus, this isn't school! You don't have to raise your hand!" Mica reminded her friend, rolling her eyes. Lyra pouted briefly.
"Well, I was reading this muggle book, and in it, these girls played this game, and it sounded fun! Now I want to play that!" Lyra replied, slurring all her words together in her hurry to explain her desire.
"Okay... What was the game?" Lily asked her friend, very obviously trying not to laugh.
Lyra seemed to contemplate something for a moment. She doesn't remember, does she? "Truth or dare!" Lyra proudly answered with a bright smile.
The other two girls groaned. For different reasons, though the red-head didn't know that.
"But Ly! That is so first year!" Lily complained, falling onto her back from her post on the floor, next to her two friends. Oh, wow. It is.
"Please!" Lyra begged, making her famous puppy-dog-eyes-of-doom, that somehow miraculously got her whatever she desired.
"Ugh! Fine!" Mica conceded, giving in dramatically; arms thrown up and heavy sighs included.
"Yay!" Lyra squealed, jumping up to hug her friends."Now, how do you play?" She asked, plopping back down, and crossing her legs. Seriously?
"That's one question I never thought I would hear in this life," Mica explained her highly shocked expression.
"Well, you ask someone 'truth or dare'; if they say truth, you have to ask them a question, and they have to answer truthfully; if they say dare, then you dare them to do something, and they have to do it," Lily explained. Hmm, short and sweet.
"Oh, okay, but how do we know if they are telling the truth?" Lyra asked, continuing to bounce. Lily rolled her eyes fondly. Seriously, Ly? Its kinda obvious...
"Well, muggles have no way of knowing, but seeing as we are witches, I say we use veritaserum," Mica replied sarcastically with a smirk.
"Oooh! Okay!" Lyra agreed, looking very much the child at her first sleepover. Oh, Merlin! Why are we teaching her this again?! No, Mica! Think of the plan! Not the crazy monster you could create!
Lily stood up, and grabbed the veritaserum she kept in her 'Sirens kit'; which each girl had in case of an emergency prank... Or other emergency, but mostly pranks.
"Okay! So Mica, truth or dare?" Lyra asked her best friend, bouncing in anticipation. Lily once again rolled her eyes, and Mica began to look excited like her friend.
"Umm... Dare!" Mica ecstatically supplied.
"Okay, I don't care, your picking truth! ...Why do you really dress the way you do? I mean, it is cute and all, but your not the type of person to wear something just for looks; everything you do has some whacked out secret meaning to it!" Lyra asked, wearing an earnest expression, totally ignoring her friends pick. Lily giggled, and Mica's eyebrow rose before she looked delighted. Why do I even bother? ...Good question, though!
"Wow, you know, I really should be offended with you totally not caring I picked dare, but oddly enough, I'm not!" Mica informed her best friend cheerfully, taking the veritaserum Lily handed her. She downed it theatrically as if it were fire-whiskey, but in reality, she only swallowed a drop. Who would be stupid enough to drink that much veritaserum?
"Well, I really do love the way all my clothes look, but I originally started wearing crazy stuff just because it pissed off my mom; it was the exact opposite of the preppy cheerleader she tried to turn me into!" Mica answered, setting the potion bottle in the middle of the circle they had formed on the floor. Lyra looked confused for a moment.
"Cheerleader..." She murmured the word as a question, and Mica just stared at her in disbelief. "...Oh yeah! I remember! They carry those weird paper things and wear all the slutty clothes!" She exclaimed triumphantly. Lily laughed out right, and Mica nodded along with a large smile.
"That's them!" Mica replied with a delighted expression. I'm so proud!
"You know, for a person I've never met, I really hate your mother," Lily exclaimed shrewdly. With good reason!
"Trust me, she is..." Lyra started shuddering.
"Okay! My turn!" Mica announced happily, changing the subject.
"Lily, truth or dare?" She asked, looking at the red head with a twinkle in her eye.
"Truth," She answered quickly. Bollocks.
"Oh, come on! Be a Gryffindor!" Mica scolded, Lily just gave her a look. Lyra nodded along enthusiastically.
"Okay! Fine! Be boring!" Mica scowled. "Umm... Oh! What did you first think of me, when you met me?" Mica asked with a smirk. Lyra 'ooo'ed appreciatively.
Flashback
Mica, a scared eleven year old, walked into the Gryffindor dormitory. She was absolutely and utterly terrified. She hadn't yet made any friends at the feast, because she was too busy reading a book. She just hoped she hadn't automatically been labeled the dork and pushed aside.
She walked towards the only available bed. It was next to a short blond girl, who looked really, really excited. Like excited enough to start bouncing frantically any moment. Mica, in her skull covered knee high socks, Gryffindor tie around her head instead of her neck, wristbands, and blue streaked hair, felt extremely out of place. The blond girl was talking to a redhead when Mica walked up.
"C-c-can I use this bed?" She asked them both nervously, the redhead just stared, a reaction Mica would normaly love from a stranger. Her first day of a new school, though, it wasn't appreciated, and only served to make her more nervous. The blond girl turned around.
"Ooo! I love your socks!" She complimented excitedly, beaming and finally bouncing. The first thought that went through Mica's head was, 'I know I'm ganna love this girl!'
End Flashback
Lily swallowed the drop, and began ranting. Lyra and Mica just stared at her in blatant admiration.
"Easy! I was terrified, and thought for about a week that you were one of those evil witches; like from Snow White," Lily explained."I'm still not sure that your not," She added with a smile. Touche.
All three girls laughed in agreement.
"So, Lyra, truth or dare?" Lily asked with a slight evil grin. What is she planning?
"Truth!" Lyra replied, looking a tad scared. With good reason, it was Lily.
"Are you really always so cheerful, or do you have to work at it?" Lily asked her, genuinely curious. Lyra stared off into the distance with a panicked look for a moment, before focusing back on her friends.
"I...I don't know!" The blond girl whisper shrieked, looking stricken."Merlin! How can I not know?" She asked frantically, thoroughly freaking out. This is kind of hilarious.
"Ly! Chill! Just take the potion, and answer the question. Then you will know," Mica soothed, attempting to reason with the frantic child in Lyra that had emerged.
Lyra grabbed the potion bottle in the middle of the circle, and downed the rest of the bottle. Lyra didn't notice the panicked look her friends shared. Of course. That's who.
"No! I'm always cheerful without trying!" Lyra ecstatically replied with a smile.
"Lyra! You were only supposed to swallow a drop!" Mica told her friend frantically, looking at her like she was about to explode.
"Ooo.." Lily realized something, eyes wide."We can ask her whatever we want!" She finished with an evil look.
"What? Wait! No! It's against the rules!" Lyra contradicted her, thinking she had beat her friends.
"Truth or dare has no rules," Lily reminded her, looking like an ax murderer scoping out her prey.
"Who's your favorite?" Mica shouted.
"Remus!" Lyra answered smiling, obviously delighted.
"Who is your favorite Siren? Not counting yourself!" Lily asked, filling any loop-holes. Oooo! Good one!
Lyra slammed her hand over her mouth, and preceded to run out of the room; shrieking barely audible.
Lyra's P.O.V.
Lyra ran straight into Mrs. Evens, when she rounded the corner after the stairs.
"Whoa, Lyra! What are you doing?" She asked, laughing and grabbing her shoulders to stop Lyra's fall.
Lyra opened her mouth, about to say 'nothing', when the potion took over."We were playing truth or dare, and I said truth; even though I knew with Lily I should have said dare, and I took too much veritaserum-which is a truth potion-, and now Mica and Lily are asking me questions I don't want to answer!" She blabbed, once again comically slapping her hand over her mouth. Why is it always me?! Mrs. Evans watched her with fond amusement, and quite an amount of confusion as she ranted.
Just then, Lyra heard footsteps and screaming voices. Bollocks, bollocks, bollocks!
"Did you really like that shirt I bought you?" Mica screamed as she ran down the stairs. I love everything you give me... Yeah right!
"Did you sleep with Chace Vane?" Lily screamed simultaneously. Lyra stopped and turned to her friends with a hurt look.
"I told you I didn't!" Lyra screamed, glaring at Lily. Lily held up her hands in the I-mean-the-crazy-person-no-harm pose, stopping at the foot of the stairs. Mica ran into her friends back, stumbling slightly. Hmph!
"You know I'm waiting!" Lyra added with a stomp.
"Even with Remus?" Mica asked, eyebrows raised suggestively. Lily wiggled her eyebrows. Run!
Lyra resumed her hand-over-mouth position, and ran out of the house.
General P.O.V.
"I'm guessing that's a 'no'?" Miss Evens asked, still laughing.
The girls just laughed along. Mica suddenly stopped.
"Oh, no!" She exclaimed, looking stricken.
"What?" Both Evens asked, looking worried.
"What if a cop finds her?" Mica answered, trying not to laugh at the should-be-serious concept.
"No!" Lily screamed, properly panicked. "I added a potion to make you answer any question your asked!" She explained, looking at Mica.
Both girls ran out of the house to look for their crazy pure-blood friend.
Lyra's p.o.v.
Lyra ran into someone for the second time that night. Only this time, the person wasn't so cheerful.
"Oh!" The women exclaimed as she fell down, and her little yappy dog stood there, glaring and growling at Lyra.
"Oh! Sorry!" Lyra apologized, recognizing the old woman as the one Lily had talked to a few days ago. Hmmm... What was her name? Miss. Jenny? No, she's old, probably married... Mrs. Jane? No, it was one of those weird muggle last name things! Hmmm... Mrs. Jerk! That's it!
"What were you doing running around late at night, young lady?" 'Mrs. Jerk' scolded her.
Psh! Like I am going to answer that after drinking truth potion... Wait! Why do I hear my voice?...Why is my mouth opening and talking?!
"Well, Mica, Lily, and I were playing truth or dare, and I drank to much truth potion, and they chased me downstairs and out of the house, asking questions I didn't want to answer! I didn't have my wand, so I couldn't do a spell and stop them!" Lyra heard her self explain. Why?! Why me?!
"Oh, child! Don't mock me! There is no such thing as magic!" The old lady scolded the young.
Don't say anything! Don't say anything! Mouth shut! No! Don't open!
"Oh, well your a muggle. Which is a non-magical person, but there is a secret wizarding world that you don't know about, and everything is magicked to keep you from seeing what's really there. We even have a special school that where Lily and Mica and I go! That 's why I didn't know what a respaining order was! Lily knew because both her parent's are muggles, and Mica's dad is one, so she knew what one was too! But both my parents are wizards!" Lyra babbled against her will, and was cut off when she felt a hand slap over her mouth.
"Sorry about that, Mrs. Jenkins, now what exactly did she say?" Lily asked the old woman with an innocent smile. That's her name!
Lyra heard a thump, and she turned to look at Lily. Mrs. Jenkins had fainted.
"What the bloody hell did you make me drink?" Lyra screamed once Mica had removed her hand. Mica's eyes widened.
"Umm..." Lily mumbled, looking down. Lily Irene Evans?!
"Lily?" Lyra prodded in a menacing tone.
"Well..." Lily began, but she was cut off by the little dog barking protectively at the people she thought had hurt her master. Oh, joy.
"Shut up, you stupid dog!" A neighbor screamed. The girls heard a door open near by.
"Oh, crap! Come on!" Mica grabbed both girls hands, and dragged them into the shadows.
"What are we-?" Lyra started to ask in a whisper, but Lily slammed a hand over her mouth.
"Shh!" Mica cut her off at the same time as Lily's hand. They're very synchronized today...
The neighbor ran toward the still form, seeing her lying on the ground.
The girls heard sirens in the distance. Hehe, sirens.
"What the-?" Lily trailed off, wearing a scared and confused expression.
A police car and and an ambulance pulled up. What in the name of all things magic?! I though they were supposed to take like ten minutes!
"How did they get here so fast?" Lyra asked, eyes so wide they threatened to pop out of her skull. Mica totally ignored her; she seemed to be contemplating something.
"I have no idea! It's supposed to take like at least five minutes!" Lily answered, shocked. Wow. Even the muggle-born didn't know...
"I've decided! Muggles are crazy!" Lyra announced, tone more toward her normal volume, Lily clamped a hand over her mouth quickly, but giggled silently none the less.
"Shh!" Mica shushed once again. Lyra shot her an indignant look, and Lily was attempting to stop giggling. The fact that she had to keep them quiet was just making her giggle harder.
The EMT's took care of the old lady, while the cops went to go talk to the neighbor. Lily finally got control of her giggles, and 'remembered' to let go of Lyra's hand. Lyra only had to bite her first. They began listening to the conversation in front of them as Mica had been doing.
"-and when I went to turn off the TV -" The lady began.
"What's a TG?" Lyra asked, but Lily once again slapped a hand over her mouth.
"That black box in my living room," Lily explained in a hiss, not yet removing her hand.
"-out my window because I heard her dog." The woman continued. Lyra and Lily began wrestling, as Lily's hand was still over Lyra's mouth. Mica continued to listen. "-I saw a short, blond girl with her, she was awfully distressed! Something must have been wrong! She would never talk to a stranger under any circumstances, so I called the police right away-" The lady continued to tell her tale. Lyra and Lily ceased fighting when they heard the mention of the short blond girl, and Mica gasped softly.
"Oh, shit!" Mica whispered, grabbing both girls by the wrist, and dragging them towards Lily's house; keeping to the shadows.
"Why do I have the impression you have done this before?" Lily asked, arms crossed when they got to her front door. Mica whistled and looked around innocently.
"Done what? Had to sneak back to a certain point, staying in the dark so as not to get caught by very official people?" Lyra asked. "It's Mica, what do you think?" She added with a significant eye roll.
"Yeah Lils, where did you think those street signs in my room came from?" Mica asked, eyebrow raised. Lyra giggled at Lily's expression.
"You didn't buy those?" Lily asked, scandalized.
"Umm..." Mica muttered, looking down. She is in so much trouble! This'll be great! Wait! Wasn't someone else in trouble? Lily wasn't mad at anyone... Sirius isn't here, so Mica's not mad at anyone... We ran from the cops... Must be me... Hmmm- Oh, yeah!
"Speaking of blatantly avoiding a question-" Lyra started, glaring pointedly at Lily. "What did you make me drink?!" She yelled, not bothering to remember that it was almost midnight, and people might be sleeping. Not that she really cared anyway. A little confundus here, a little stunner there, who really had to know?
"Well, you see there was just a little thing to make the drinker answer anything they are asked," Lily mumbled her reply, not meeting Lyra's eyes.
Lyra just growled.
"Okay, girls! Time to come inside, and stop reeking havoc on the neighborhood," Lily's mom instructed, opening the door and startling them with her voice. She made shooing motions toward the inside of the house.
"Your father and I are going to bed, so keep it down, and no dueling in the house! Stay in the backyard if your going to do any magic," her mom continued, oblivious to the girls discomfort. She kissed Lily on the forehead, and walked down the hallway in the direction of her room. They simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, back to truth or dare," Lyra announced abruptly. She giggled internally. Yay!
"Lily, truth or dare?" She asked immediately, wearing an evil grin. Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!
"Oh, Merlin, I might as well get it over with now! Dare." She chose, grimacing. Mica's eye acquired an evil glint as she watched her friends. Lily sent her an apprehensive look, and might have attempted to change her mind, but Lyra spoke too quickly.
"I dare you to drink a drop of the potion, and answer the question I ask you!" Lyra instructed in a rush, handing Lily the bottle. She hesitantly grasped it between to fingers.
"Oh, great!" Lily sighed, carefully drinking a drop. Don't laugh! Don't laugh!
Mica and Lyra looked at each other, than back at Lily. They watched her hungrily for a moment. Her eyes grew wide under their gaze.
"Do you like James?!" They both practically screamed at her.
"What?" Lily asked, clearly shocked. Why didn't they potion make her answer?!
"Of course I don't!" She scolded.
Lyra and Mica looked heartbroken.
"Not at all?" Lyra asked in a broken baby voice, her eyes grew wide and began to glisten.
"No I don't like him! I think he is-" Lily began to inform them.
Oh, great! She is going to insult him! I could have sworn she was falling for him! Jiggery pokery!
"Amazing and perfect and wonderful and just-" Lily started her description, but slammed her hand over her mouth before she could finish.
"What!?" Mica and Lyra screamed, both now beaming. Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!
"But, you said you didn't like him!" Mica accused, obviously confused. What do muggles call it? It's a comprafy theroy!
"You mean conspiracy theory?" Mica asked her friend eyebrows raised. Lyra looked at her in horror.
"Get out of my head!" Lyra screamed at her. Mica rolled her eyes.
"Lily's not the only one who talks to herself," Mica informed her friend. Lyra continued to look at her, thoroughly horrified.
"Cauldron bum! I can't be crazy! I'm a self-respecting pure-blood witch!" Lyra screamed, eyes once again abnormally large, and hands slapped to her cheeks in a horrified manner.
Mica laughed. "Cauldron Bum?" She asked her childish friend. "That's adorable!"
Lyra glared at her friend.
"And beside, doesn't the fact your pure-blood make you crazy?" Mica asked.
The glare intensified.
The potion had obviously warn off, and Lily was just standing there, hand over her mouth, eyes wide and tearing up. The girls stopped their spat, and shared a concerned look.
"Oh my god!" Lily whispered. Lyra reached out as if to comfort her friend, and Mica opened her mouth to speak, but Lily spoke before either accomplished their goal.
"I'm falling in love with James," She breathed, more to herself that the others in the room.
Lyra and Mica squealed with happiness.
Oh. My. Magic! She is in love with him! That's why the potion let her say she didn't like him! We only asked if she liked him! Not loved! Aahhhh!
"And I've ruined it! I told him we would never be more than friends! He is probably already over me!" Lily exclaimed, now crying and starting to freak out.
"Aww!" Lyra cooed, hugging her friend close, motherliness emerging.
"It's okay, Lils! James will never get over you!" Mica encouraged. I used to think that was sad... It's so awesome now!
"But what am I going to do?" She pouted. "I can't tell him I like him! I could never face him again! He will think I gave in!" She said, starting to cry again. Lyra looked concerned for a moment, then her face transformed into a delighted grin.
"Ooo!" Lyra announced, jumping up and down. "You can get around that!" She informed the red-head, smiling.
"How?" Mica asked, and Lily looked highly skeptical.
"You can give him a date as his birthday present!" Lyra explained happily, proud of herself.
"What if he doesn't want one anymore?" Mica asked, frowning. They needed to work out all the loop holes. Even those deemed impossible.
"Then, it's just a day alone with you, getting to do what ever he wants," She replied.
"That might actually work!" Mica encouraged wearing a thoughtful expression.
"No! I'm not telling him I'm giving him a date in front of everyone! Remus would get what was going on in a second!" Lily fought, shaking her head. Mica nodded along with her friend.
"That's why you write a note telling him to meet you at the barrier into platform 9 3/4 the day after his party, and not to read it until he got home that night, and not to tell anyone what it says! Then when it's just you two at Kings Cross, you tell him what he gets!" Lyra explained with a large smile, jumping up and down excitedly.
"Oh, wow! It's perfect, and so romantic... Sort of," Mica agreed, joining the jumping, and clasping hands with her friend.
"I don't know.." Lily frowned, still hesitant.
"I dare you!" Mica exclaimed, eyebrows raised and arms crossed.
"Oh, yeah, real mature!" Lily exclaimed, glaring at the brunette.
"May I remind you that as a Siren, you have an obligation to take and preform any dare that will not harm you or others!" Lyra reminded the read-head, arms crossed over her chest.
"Oh, come on!" Lily fought, rolling her eyes.
"You signed it!" Mica and Lyra argued. Lyra pointed her finger at Lily accusingly, and Mica attempted to stare her down.
"Gah, fine!" Lily exclaimed moments later, throwing her arms up in defeat.
"Yay!" Mica and Lyra cheered, resuming their jumping.
"I'm going to bed," Lily grumbled, pouting. She turned off the light with a flick of her wand, and crawed into bed, pulling the covers over her head.