Simon Says

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Simon Says

At nine p.m., everything was quiet. It was another boring, rainy day at Hogwarts, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sat in the Gryffindor common room, staring at the fire. It was during quiet moments like this that Harry often wished to look into it to see Sirius's face again, but he knew he never would. He was lost deep in his gloomy thoughts until Hermione suggested a game that would change them all.

"Hey…I have an idea! Let's play Simon Says! I used to play it all the time when I was little to cheer me up! My mom would make us do the strangest things…" Hermione seemed to reflect back on the silly game with her mother; Ron was laughing his head off.

"Hermione, that's a kid's game! We're not that bored."

"Actually, Ron, we are," Harry said.

"Well, thanks for taking her side, mate."

"You're welcome."

"Fine! We don't have to play Simon Says! Or…we could take a vote. All for Simon Says, raise your hand!"

Hermione raised her hand, and Ron and Harry did not.

"Ha! You lose, Hermione!" Ron said triumphantly.

"No she didn't; I didn't vote."

"Well you have to vote, silly! You're going to play, aren't you?"

"No, you and Ron play alone," Harry said.

"But that's just me doing everything she says! Which…I already do anyway. So it's really not a game then, Harry."

"Right. We don't have time for games, Ron. We need to figure out where the other Horcruxes are."

"Harry, it's Christmas Eve! You can take a break from this for a few minutes! Tonight is our last night at Hogwarts, before we leave…permanently…but if you don't want to play Simon Says…" Hermione said, somewhat sadly.

"You guys take a break. I'll—"

"Did someone say Simon Says? I wanna play!" Ginny's voice rang as she rushed down the stairs.

"—play anything you want," Harry finished, beaming at Ginny.

"Bloody hell, Harry! I want whatever you're on." Ron suddenly looked at Ginny. "Oh…well…" Ron looked at Hermione sideways, not letting her catch him. "I've already got some of that…"

"So are we gonna play or are we all gonna sit here and stare at each other until someone cracks?" Ginny asked plainly.

"Uh…play!" Harry said, a little too enthusiastically.

Hermione was appointed as "Simon" and took the job very seriously. She was quite used to/very much liked having people do as she told them. Now, she could use a game as an excuse for it.

"Lift up your arm!"

No one did; Hermione was worried, because they had caught the fact that she'd not said "Simon Says."

"Uh…Simon says…cluck like a chicken?"

They all looked at one another uneasily. However, Ginny was one not to mind embarrassment, or to mind showing off in front of Harry. Almost immediately, she began clucking like a chicken with mad…chicken disease.

"HAHAHAH! Ok…Simon Says…hop on one foot!"

Harry and Ron both began hopping on one foot, while Ginny continued clucking while hopping on one foot.

"Harry, you and Ron are disqualified! Simon didn't say to stop clucking! Ginny wins!"

"Bloody hell, woman! You didn't tell us we had to keep doing something like that! I feel cheated! You didn't explain the rules well!"

"Yeah! That's…failure…to…properly…explain! So we didn't lose anything!"

"You can't tell me you're both seventeen and in your SEVENTH year and don't know how to play Simon bloody Says!"

"Yes I bloody can! You don't even know how to say 'bloody' right!" Ron spouted, growing angry in the face.

"Fine! We'll play again then, since now you've gotten the rules through your thick head!"

After a few more…choice words, they played Simon Says again. This game lasted much longer, but eventually Ron won, and Hermione let him become Simon for the next round. During Ron's turn, it was almost midnight before anyone had lost.

But Ron wasn't concentrating on the game. He was always looking at Hermione. He rather liked this game, because it gave him an excuse to watch her very closely…the way her hair fell over her shoulders when she moved; the way her eyes sparkled when she'd caught him not saying "Simon Says." Suddenly, Ron had a brilliant idea. He would tell Hermione how he felt about her…tonight.

"Harry, you look like you're ready to drop! Everybody put both your hands above your head!" Ron shouted. Harry and Ginny both did so, but Hermione didn't. Harry and Ginny were too busy flirting with each other to notice that Ron hadn't said "Simon Says!"

Hermione smiled as she noticed they didn't seem the least bit sad to end the game. She knew it was because it gave them more time to talk.

"I'm…gonna go to bed, you guys." Harry said this while looking at Ginny. Ron caught him wink at her, and he saw Ginny leave a few minutes later, heading to the boy's dormitories…

"Well, that was very fun, Ron! But I'm tired…I think I'll go to bed now."

"Uh…Hermione wait! I need to talk to you about something!"

"Mmm? What is it Ron?"

"Uh…what say me and you play one more round? I guarantee to get you out in three rounds."

"I'd like to see you try!" Hermione said, putting on her game face.

"Well then let's do it."

Hermione stretched first, and then stood expectantly, looking eager to prove Ron wrong.

"Simon says, touch your toes."

Hermione did so, while Ron got quite a good view of her backside.

"Ron? Ron? What's wrong?" Hermione said, unable to see what he was staring at.

"Oh, uh…yeah. Simon says, stand up."

Hermione stood and looked at him again, wondering how on earth he would cause her to lose with his third and final command.

"Kiss me."

"Excuse me?"

"Kiss me," Ron repeated, matter-of-factly. He hoped his ears didn't betray how nervous he was.

Without warning, Hermione began to walk away.

Ron felt his ears practically glow like radioactive waste. Before he could stop himself, he ran beside her and grabbed her arm.

"What's going on? You just…walked away!"

"You lost."

"Huh?" Ron asked, completely lost.

"I said, 'you lost'. You said you'd make me lose in three rounds, and you didn't."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked, still confused.

"You didn't say 'Simon Says,'" Hermione said, rising up on her tiptoes to give Ron a gentle peck on the lips. "But…I guess you won after all," Hermione said, a huge smile on her face. Ron did nothing but stare at her, feeling giddier by the second.

"I guess so…" Ron said, smiling at her.

"Hmm…I know another game we can play," Hermione said, reaching under the couch and searching for the game she'd shoved under there a week ago.

"And…what is that?" Ron asked, up for anything.

Taking the game out and hiding it behind her, she crossed the room to Ron, stood on her tiptoes again, and whispered in his ear:

"Twister."

"Uh…how do you play that?" Ron asked.

Hermione laughed. "Don't worry. I'll show you…"

"That almost frightens me."

"It should."

That night, Ronald Weasley learned how Hermione Granger played Twister.

END CHAPTER

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