Halrloprillalar   prillalar@gmail.com   http://prillalar.com/

September 21, 2004

RATING: G.

FANDOM/SPOILERS: Harry Potter. Books and movies.

SUMMARY: Voldemort and his boys, killing time.

DISTRIBUTION: Archive anywhere. Email forwarding allowed.

DISCLAIMER: Rowling, not me.

NOTES: For the hp100 fanfic cliches challenge.


QUID EST VERITAS?
by Halrloprillalar - prillalar@gmail.com

"... 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.

F I N I S

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