Nah, She Didn't

~ Part 20 ~ Truth or Dare ~

Both turn red. Even though they were dating, they were a bit shy when it came to the subject.

Frank leaned forward, towards Alice. And there you have it, folks, that was one snog. Both had their hands in the others hair, and I'm pretty sure there was tongue involved. After it had gone a bit too long, way past the expectations of the dare, everyone started cheering, and wolf-whistling. The two pulled away, grinning at each other, barely even noticing the others in the compartment.

"Alright, alright. Enough googly eyes. Frank, ask someone something," Marlene cuts in.

"Alright... Peter," Frank concluded. Frank had probably felt like he should include Peter, which is nice, but Peter seemed not particularly pleased to have the attention on himself. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Peter answered, nonchalantly. This earned a few groans.

"Right, then... first kiss. Who was it, when was it, how was it?" Frank asked.

"Um..." Peter looks down as he begins to reply. "Some... some Hufflepuff girl. It-it was last year, and she was a year below me."

"What? Mate! You got your first kiss in sixth year? I got mine at the beginning of second!" Sirius yelled, then added proudly, "With a fourth year."

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, Sirius, but I got mine in first year," James cuts in with a smirk. I scowl. James seems to notice, so he keeps his mouth shut.

Flashback~>

"Well, Evans, seems like I won the bet. I do have a responsible bone in my body," James said with a smirk. Lily scoffed.

"Just because you polished the trophies every day for a week doesn't mean you're responsible," Lily replied.

"But, you said-"

"Just get it over with!" Lily snapped.

And James's smirk grew even wider. Winning this bet had meant one kiss from Lily Evans. At the time James hadn't really cared much for her. He only wanted a kiss because she was the only girl who seemed unaffected by his charm, and by kissing him, he would win. He would win this round.

James leaned forward, hands against the wall on either side of her head so she could not escape.

Their lips met, and he kissed her. But, of course, Lily Evans would not be kissing James Potter back.

When he realized that was all he was getting out of her, he pulled back. His lips lingered millimeters from her lips a moment before he pulled all the way back.

James smirked. "I win," he said.

"This time, Potter. Only this time. You just wait," Lily responded with a glare.

<~Flashback

"As much as we'd all love to hear about your first kisses," I snap. "There is currently a game in session."

"What, Evans, getting jealous of whoever Prongs's first kiss was?" Sirius asks with a smirk. When was that boy ever not smirking?