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Okay, here it is, Saturday night at good old Hogwarts. For us, we call it: family bonding evening. Well, to be honest, every night is: family bonding evening. It just so happens that today is Saturday, and soon it will be night. Ummm, Yeah, you get the picture.
 

Anyway! I suppose I should introduce myself. I’m Rose. Rose Weasley. Please, no snide comments about gingers. That’s so racist. I know there are enough Weasleys to found their own island, but trust me; we wouldn’t leave England if you paid us. I’ve heard it all.

Now with all that out of the way, I just wanted to let you know that I have noticed lately that you out there have been checking in to see what our little family unit at Hogwarts has been up to. Yeah, I’ve been watching you too. No big deal. I love an audience. But tonight I wanted to be sure that I had a huge audience! You see, our family gets together every night and plays Truth or Dare. We started at the beginning of the year, and I have to tell you, my sixth year so far has been a BLAST! Everyone is here this year. James all the way down to Lucy! I think it counts out as something like 14, including Potter cousins and Weasley cousins, and Hugo my baby bro. (Please don’t repeat that to him, I don’t want another black eye.) You understand the tree if you’ve been paying attention. Well! Every night one is chosen for the game, we always know who it is the night before. Gets the nerves going in anticipation, see? All can play along if they want voluntarily, but! The chosen can’t back out, and they can’t change the dare, if a dare is chosen. Also, a truth drug is given before they answer the truth. Can you see the fun now? The things I’ve seen and heard so far would make your head spin! And for those who have been tuned in for some of it, Weren’t some of those dares classic!

Right now I am on my way to the room of requirement for family bonding time, and tonight it’s James turn to ask me the epic question: Truth or Dare? The family already knows my answer. Dare. Every time. I’m not fool enough to give those monkeys my secrets. Besides, tomorrow is Easter. Dares on holidays are always fun. What’s the worst they could do? Tell me to sing the Peter Cottontail song at breakfast? Oh yes, almost forgot! It’s a rule that dares must be completed before classes begin; 9:00 am if the dare falls on a weekend. See why I didn’t want you to miss this?

And were walking, and were walking, and here we are, Room of Requirement, this is our stop. Now we pace three times in front of the door, all the time thinking that I actually want to see these people, and Wallah! I made a door appear. Check out that magic! Let’s go in and see what James has in store for my Easter concert, shall we?
 

I walk thru the door, adding a little flourish with my robes; and spread my arms out wide to my family. Who are all sitting in a circle of multi colored beanbag chairs? One bright red colored one was still empty in the middle. That’s the hot seat.

“Mama’s home my children, did you miss me?” I gave everyone my biggest smile.

I was welcomed with a roll of eyes, and moaning all round.

“If I was your child Rose, I’d have run away from home years ago.” Lily replied sarcastically.

Hugo turned an arched eyebrow in my direction.

“You’re Not the mum of me. My mum adores me.”

I stick my tongue out at him. Not to be outdone, Hugo stuck his out at me in return. Prat.

I walk over to my seat and plop into it in a very ungraceful way. Beanbag chairs were made for comfort, not style.

James is sitting directly across from me with his arms relaxed against the gleaming black of his beanbag chair. I look at him and laugh. I mean, how could I not? The boy was wearing huge plastic eye glasses attached to huge nose and a handlebar mustache! I love it! And tomorrow night I get to wear it while I ask Dom the fate filled question. Truth or Dare?

James rolls his eyes, and takes a deep breath.

“All right Rosie, settle down, I don’t want to be here waiting half the night for you to stop laughing. Once is enough. (Everyone agreed.) Now let’s get serious here.”

I took a few moments and was able to compose myself at last.

“James, I am ready for you to ask me the question.” I said this airily.

James blinked a few times then shook his head in disbelief. Under his breath I heard the words, “Drama queen.” I gave him a smirk.

“Rose… the question is… Truth… or Dare…?”

I sat up straighter and pretended to think about my answer, debating with myself in my mind. After a few minutes of this, I turned to my cousin and gave him the same answer as every other time it was asked to me.

“Dare… monkey boy” I said with conviction.

James stood there with a huge grin on his face and began to laugh maniacally. I hate it when he does that. It means I better get my feather duster ready. This dare is going to get me atleast a week of detention! UGH, at Easter James?

“Okay prat, enough of that noise. What have you got working up your evil little sleeve for me this time?” I hope he didn’t detect the worry in my voice. That would be bad. Nobody gets the best of Rose!
 

James reached behind his seat and came out with a wire hanger.

Dare I ask? Okay, I’ll bite.

“It’s a wire hanger James. What do you want me to do with that? Go all Joan Crawford over someone’s arse?” I give him a laugh.

“Why, no Rosie. This is to hold your costume for tomorrow mornings Easter extravaganza!” James barked this out excitedly. Then he gave the wire hanger a little tap with his wand.

“Bloodie Hell! No frickin’ way!” My mouth dropped open in shock. There on the hanger was a reproduction of a 1960’s Playboy Bunny cocktail girl outfit. I know. I’ve seen pictures. That Heff guy is famous even in the UK! The thing was small, and satiny, and mint green. My father is going to kill me. I’m going to kill James.

Everyone was laughing. James turned the outfit around so they could get a better look at the cottony tail attached to the back side. I am going to be humiliated in the morning. I turned to James and asked…

“What did I do to you?” He got all serious then.

“Remember the ballet number you had me do on the Slytherin table, wearing a long pink tutu, white leotards, and pink toe shoes? I almost forgot the best part! The pretty diamond tiara for my head. Well, Rosie, paybacks are a bitch, especially in this family. James loudly clapped his hands together. “Ready to hear your dare now, sweet cheeks?” He spit out sarcastically.

I growled in reply.

“I take that as a yes.” He smiled. “Well Rosie my little cottontail, tomorrow morning you will proceed to the Great hall for breakfast wearing this outfit under your Ravenclaw robes. Then suddenly there will be music. That will be your cue to don your ears and dance around the room doing the Bunny Hop, stopping only to deliver an Easter egg from your basket to the male students of Hogwarts. Do I make myself clear?” He asked me in a military Sergeants voice. He handed me the scrap of material on a hanger. I took it. Then realized…

“What ears, and what basket of Easter eggs?” I asked.

James gave me a silent Oh, then hit himself on the head and reached behind his chair once more producing a brown grocery bag with handles. I took it from him and looked inside. Again my eyes went wide and my mouth dropped open. I was speechless as I slowly took out of the bag a mint green stiletto shoe, white fishnet stockings, and white bunny ears with mint green sateen in the middles. The basket with eggs was resting at the bottom of the bag. I blushed crimson.
 

“James, I’m 16! If we were in London right now I would run the risk of getting arrested! Do you honestly want to see your favorite cousin hopping around the Great Hall wearing nothing but a thin piece of material, Burlesque hose and Hooker heals? Be honest.” I pleaded with the wretch.

James deadpanned. “Yes.”

I slapped my hands against my thighs defeated.

“Okay, well I guess that only leaves one more task for me in tonight’s game.” I hesitate. “Do I have any volunteers to do this task with me?” I asked this to the room, not expecting to get anyone to share in my humiliation on this dare. I was wrong. I had three volunteers! Dom, Lily and Molly the prude all had their hands raised high in the air. Have to say that last one shocked me. Molly the Hufflepuff of the family only shows up to our family bonding nights to keep the peace. The worst dare she came up with was to have the victim go thru the day wearing a pancake on their head for a hat. The girl was so boring; she always chose truth every time it was her turn to sit in the hot seat. Standing here seeing Molly with her hand raised high is a true bonding moment for me, I am honestly impressed she has the guts. I tossed the items in my hands back into the bag. A wide smile spread across my face as I watched James get upset. It wasn’t the fact that I had volunteers that upset him now. No. It was the fact that Lily, his 12 year old Gryfindore sister was one of them.

“No sister of mine is going to go around the Great Hall wearing nothing but that! Dad would have my head if word ever got out.” James vocalized his case to deaf ears.

“Yet it’s alright to tell your cousin to do it? Sorry James, too late, rules are rules, and I volunteered. No take backs! I’m doing this with Rose. Besides, she would look stupid out there performing the Bunny Hop with only one bunny, there’s no entertainment value in it.” Lily walked over to her brother and gently slapped him on the cheek a few times then turned and walked over to where I was holding the costume James had thought of as “Just for me”. Silly boy. Lily ROCKS!
 

“Ladies! Shall we retire to my dorm room and get ready for tomorrows fiasco?” I asked my cousins with a false sense of bravery.

We left the Room of Requirement with our heads held high, and James holding his head in his lap wondering what he had done.

Once we made it thru the door, all of us burst out laughing and made a run for it in the direction of Ravenclaw Tower. After making it to my dorm, I tossed the items I was holding onto my bed, and then proceeded to make copies of it all for them. When that was finished we held the outfits up in front of our bodies in front of my mirror. Green it was decided was too boring for all of us to wear. Easter called for more pastels.

“Pink.” Dom exclaimed. It is the perfect color for me to wear with my blond hair.

“Yellow.” Lily chose excitedly. “I just love yellow!”

“I guess that leaves me with powder blue, I suppose I can live with that.” Molly dully supplied to the group.

I rolled my eyes and gave Molly a hug. There was only one question on my lips for her, and I think she knew it.

“Molly, why did you volunteer to do this with me? It’s so unlike you.” I had to ask, or die from the not knowing.

Molly smiled, and looked me in the eye.

“I wanted to show everyone I could be a team player.” She sighed. “I Overheard James and Al yesterday talking about my Truth of Dare techniques, or should I say, lack of them. They called me boring and prudish. I wanted to prove I could be both fun, and daring. Your dare was a perfect opportunity for me. I know I can do this. I won’t let you down Rose.” Molly gave me a squeezing hug.

“Well, if you can pull this off, I hope to see you volunteer more often. This is going to be HUGE!” I said this with my eyes popping out of my head for emphasis. I turned to the other girls and said…

“Come on girls, might as well practice our Bunny Hop for the morning. Wouldn’t want any bunnies hopping off in the wrong direction now would we?”

It was decided that things would go smoother in the morning if everyone spent the night in my dorm. So for now I am going to turn out the light and wish you a good night. Oh! And don’t for get to set your alarms for 7:00 am. We’re going to make an early morning of it to get ready for hopping time.

 




The next morning we stood there lined up in front of the full length mirror scrutinizing our appearances. If we were going to do this, we had to do it right, ya know? To me, we were missing something. Sure, we all had the items that were in the bags on our persons. We sized our outfits and changed the colors of our ears and heels to match. Yet there was still something not right.

It was then that the image of Peter Rabbit came to mind, and it hit me. Bowties and cuffs! Those were the missing pieces. I turned to my bed and grabbed the slip cover off my pillow, and began tearing it into long and short strips. Then I took my wand and tapped each peace turning the longer ones into white sateen bowties and the shorter ones into crisp white starched wrist cuffs. Then I tapped the four bowties again turning each into the color needed for everyone’s outfit. After putting on our doo dads we again looked in the mirror, and we all stood there with bright smiles on our faces. We looked Hott, and we looked great! Our fathers were going to have a field day with us. Oh groan… No take backs. The lengths I go thru to bond with my family.

Well, here we are waiting for our cue to humiliate ourselves. We four decided to sit together at the Gryfindore table for breakfast today. We thought out our parade route last night. This way there would be no mistakes. I now look at the rest of the family at the end of the table I notice a white faced James. I tap Lily on the shoulder and point her in the direction of James.

“Lily, check out James. He looks like he is going to faint.” I whispered in her ear.

Lily leaned into my ear and replied to me…

“Serves the prat right. When you make deals with the devil, you got to expect to get burned.” She smiled the called down the table to James. “Oi!” His head quickly came up in our direction. He said nothing. “No take backs James, can we get on with it?” Lily asked.
 

Lily is my hero!

He tapped the table twice and our Bunny Hop music began to play in surround sound. The four of us stood up all at once, and together took off our House Robes, revealing our barely there costumes. Then at the same time we crowned ourselves, then reached into the bags under the table and produced our baskets of pastel colored Easter eggs. We lined ourselves up one in front of the other. Baskets in our left hand, with our right hand placed on the right hip of the bunny in front of us. With bright sparkling smiles on our faces, we began to dance the Bunny Hop.

Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat. Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat.

The Great Hall was in an uproar! Clapping, whistling and snapping pictures from every direction. We were a Hit! I noticed Al at the Slytherin table holding a camera snapping a few memories for prosperity sake. I’ll have to ask him later for some copies. Having Molly here with me like this is a true Hallmark moment.

Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat. Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat.
 

Things were going pretty good, we only had to defend our tails from a few brave smart arsed boys. Good thing we had one hand available to slap them back! Ah! Almost over, were on our way to our last table then for our finale.

Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat. Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat.

I handed my egg gently to none other than Scorpius Malfoy! I Smiled brightly at him and blushed. I have no idea why I would do that. Going around this room I never cracked even one blush, till now. I barely noticed that he slipped something into my hand. I wasn’t really paying attention. Our eyes met for a split second before I had to tear my gaze away from him. It was time to make our way to the front of the room for our big finish.
 

Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop and hand, toss or throw an egg to a male classmate, then repeat. Right foot to the side, then back, right foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back, left foot to the side, then back. Hop forward, hop backward, forward hop 1-2-3, stop in front of the professors table facing them, lean up to the table and give the Headmistress an egg, stick out our tails to the students and yell “Happy Easter!”

Only my egg wasn’t an egg. My egg was a long stemmed red rose. It was beautiful, it was perfect. I realized where it came from. I turned around and looked down at my rose, and then at Scorpius. He gave me a small nod. I gave him a huge goofy smile, and rolled my eyes. Of all the girls sitting in this room, he chose me. That made me deliriously happy. I heard a voice behind me. I turned myself to the voice.

“Excuse me Miss Weasley, but if the floorshow is at an end, could you please take yourself and the Miss Potters and Weasley back to your table and cover up. I expect to see you all in my office after breakfast. You know the drill.” McGonagall didn’t look too pleased. Better expect two weeks detention.

Yet standing here, I don’t care about detention… I optimistically smile and smell my rose.

 





Happy Easter everyone! Have to say I am no writer; this was created purely for holiday entertainment in 2012. The story has not been fixed in any way. I just moved the line spaces for readability. This is a first draft. My son got a kick out of it and said “Post It”

I don’t own J.K Rowling Harry Potter series, or any of their next Generation children

Hallmark is a trademark of a card shop. When you want to send the very best.

Joan Crawford and wire hangers can be found in a movie called Mommy Dearest.

Playboy Bunny outfit is an invention and logo of Hugh Heffner for Playboy magazine and their mansion. (The Dare was mine.)

I hope you enjoyed the read :)