"Okay, Liz, are you ready to go?"

My father asked me and I rushed outside to the flying car. A few seconds later we were off. I was so excited to see my best friend.

"Dad we are almost there."

"I know angel."

Soon, I could see the top of Hermionie's roof. Her house had an odd roof shape. It was flat at the top, but the sides were pointy. It had brown bricks and white shutters surrounding the windows. 
The car landed and I rushed up to her house. I knocked and the grey door. And her father opened it.

"Lizzie, dear I am so happy to see you. I haven't seen you in ages!!"

"Hello Mr. Granger." I replied back politely.

"Hermione Jean Granger!" he yelled. "Lizzie Anne is here."

I soon saw a frizzy haired brunette running down the stairs. She soon tackled me into a hug.

"Lizzie!! Oh how I have missed you!!"

"I've missed you too, Mione!"

Even thought it had only been about a week, Hermione was already even more taller than me. I have always been on the shorter side, but so has Hermione. She had always about an inch or two taller than me.

"Well are you ready to go?" I asked.

"Ready than I'll ever be!!" She said.

"Bye Mum, Bye Dad! I will see you soon." She said as she hugged her parents goodbye.

We soon got in the car and made our way back to the burrow.

"Hermione, dear. I have missed you so much!" My Mum said as she gave Hermione a huge bear hug.

"The boys are upstairs. Dinner should be ready in an hour or two." she said.

"Yes, Mummy." I replied

We made our way upstairs as I pushed Ron's door open.

"Bloody hell, Elizabeth. You can't just barge into people's rooms like that. What if i was getting dressed?"

"Oh hush Ronald. It's not like we are twins or anything. And do not call me Elizabeth."

I hate my real name.

"Hello, Hermione." Harry said as he hugged her.

"Hello Harry." Hermione said.

"Mum said dinner will be ready later, so what would you all like to do to pass the time?" I asked.

"How about we play a game of truth or dare." Hermione suggested.

"What the bloody hell is truth or dare."

"It's a muggle game that me and my friends used to play at sleepovers. You basically ask somebody truth or dare, and if they pick truth you have to ask them something like "Who was your fist kiss", or "Is it true that you hate Neville?", or something along the lines of that."

"What about dare?" Harry asked.

"You simply dare them to do something."

"Sounds fun. Let's do it!" I said.

"Okay I will start. Lizzie, truth or dare?" Hermione said.

"Ummm... truth."

"Who was your first kiss?"

"Mione, you already know that!"

"I don't! Bloody hell Liz. You have kissed a boy? Who gave you the permission to do that?" Ron asked angrily.

"Oh shut it Ronald. Answer the question Liz."

"Ugh. Fine. My first kiss was Draco Malfoy."

"Draco Malfoy?!" Harry and Ron both asked surprised.

"Yes."

"Okay you need to explain how this happened." Ron said.

"Okay. It was the beginning of third year and you know how I'm friends with Pansy right? Well I was invited to one of the slytherin parties and we played a game called "Seven Minuets in Heaven" and it's basically where you spin a bottle and whoever it lands on you have to be locked in a closet with for seven minutes and you can do whatever you want. Well I spun the bottle and it landed on Malfoy. I didn't know but he liked me. We went in the closet and just sat there together. He asked if he could kiss me and I said yes. We kissed and then it sort of turned into a makeout, and yeah."

"So your first kiss was a makeout?" Harry asked.

"Yep." I replied blushing.

"Well then. I guess it's my turn." Ron said.

"Harry I dare you to kiss the prettiest person in the room."

"What the hell Ron!?" Harry asked.

"Do it."

"You didn't even ask me truth or dare." Harry said.

"Just do it you git." Hermione said.

"Okay, fine, but could everyone close their eyes?"

"Fine." everybody said.

I wasn't that scared because I obviously knew he would kiss Mionie, because she was the prettiest girl in the room, so I just sat there quietly waiting for it to be over when all of a sudden I felt soft lips touching mine. It was nice. He was a gentle kisser. I grabbed the back of his neck, which caused the kiss to become deeper and more passionate.

"Could you hurry up." Ron groaned.

Harry soon pulled away. Nobody said anything. We sat in the room in silence until my Mum yelled for us to come downstairs for dinner. Ron and Hermione soon ran downstairs and I was about to when I felt someone tug my wrist. It was Harry.

"Hey."

"Hey." I replied.

The he soon pulled me in. We were kissing again. He was so delicate when he kissed me, unlike Malfoy. Malfoy kissed very roughly and Harry was almost the exact opposite. We were making out until my Mum yelled at us to come down. Harry and I didn't talk for the rest of the night.