"... with a goat."
The laughter died as Voldemort entered. "What are you doing?" he asked.
No one answered, so Voldemort turned on the nearest Death Eater. "Macnair?"
Macnair paled. "Nothing, my lord."
"Nothing?" Voldemort raised his wand.
"Nothing! Just ... a game of Truth or Dare."
Insolence! "Crucio!" Voldemort cried and Macnair writhed in agony. "Next time, invite me too!" Voldemort sat. "Now, let's play." He looked around the circle. "Snape, truth or dare: are you loyal to me?"
"Um ... dare."
"All right, Snape, I dare you to kiss Malfoy." Voldemort rubbed his hands together. This was going to be fun.
FINIS
Oh, that would be fun. A whole lot of fun. To watch ;) I don't think I'd like to play... but awsome fic funny and evil.