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Reima "Truth"

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Ciri pouts when she hears him but a devious smile overtakes her face anyway, she glances at Fleur before clearing her throat and asking, "Who is the most beautiful girl you know?"

Reima looks at Ciri's smug face and quickly answers, "Yennefer."

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Ciri chokes, "Reima! Don't you dare!"

Reima chuckles, "I said truth, not dare.... If you don't like the answer don't ask the question" he says.

Ciri brows furrow, "Touch Yen and I'll tell Geralt!"

Reima "I won't, I won't... She's a bit too "Nympho" anyway if you know what I mean?" he says, making her nod.

Fleur "Who iz Yen?" she asks, confused.

Reima waves the question away,"No one you would know."

Ciri takes a drink and leans into Reima before whispering a few things in his ear, causing him to sigh in exasperation. "Truth or Dare?"

Fleur "Dare."

Reima "I dare you to give Ciri a massage...."

Fleur stands "Zis is cheating!"

Ciri "Stop playing if you don't like it." she says, turning her back to Fleur who reluctantly starts rubbing her shoulders.

The game continues, Harry having to speak in increasingly ridiculous ways, Hermione never choosing dare, Ciri being asked more about her being a "Princess", refusing to answer and having to drink instead. She dares Reima to give her a foot rub and laughs as he does so. Reima dares Fleur to rub Ciri's feet for him which has her angrily dare Harry to Dare Hermione to Dare Ciri to strip naked...

This roundabout daring eventually has Fleur reluctantly making out with Ciri after the latter convinced a slightly tipsy Reima to dare the french witch to do it.

Reima finally ends the game before anything even more frisky can happen, it was probably the right choice due to how drunk everyone was actually getting, Harry was almost passed out at how drunk he was, Hermione who refused to answer a couple questions ended up drinking a couple shots of Gin which had her "Feel like she was floating". Fleur had a few too many glasses of wine to stay awake while Ciri seemed eager to carry on sexually harassing the french witch.

Reima "Hinky." the elf pops into the room, "Could you take everyone to their rooms? I'm not confident that they'd be able to make it back on their own..."

Hinky "Can do, master!" they say, before popping away and popping back with many elves that do as he asked.

With that done Reima eats a couple more plates of food before leaving towards the room of requirement to get a couple more hours of training in today.

As he's walking he senses a human aura in a broom cupboard, walking closer and peeking inside he sees a familiar girl with platinum blonde hair and hazy eyes. "Luna?"

The girl jumps at hearing her name and quickly turns to face him, revealing that she is in fact, completely naked.

Luna "Oh! It's you? I thought it would have been the Nargles again..."

Reima "Nargles? So Nargles did this to you?"

She nods, "They seem to be fascinated with my clothes and shoes... They've never taken my necklace which must mean it has some effect against them?" she says, grasping the butterbeer cork necklace around her neck.

Reima "Er, Luna... Why don't you tell Professor Flitwick about.. The Nargles?"

Luna "I have often told him about them but... He doesn't seem to listen.."

Reima materialises some panties, trousers, shirt and furry jacket and hands them to her. "Get dressed, you shouldn't be out here, people might take advantage of you." he says, thinking of the various Slytherins who he suspects wouldn't hesitate to violate an innocent girl like Luna.

Luna "Are you going to take me from this world?" she asks while raising her head and staring at the roof.

Reima "Er, no... I'm not sure I can even do that..." he says, wondering if he would indeed be able to survive in space.

Luna shakes her head and looks directly at him, or maybe even past him. "But you've done it before, many times in-fact. Or maybe Wrackspurts are making you forget?" she says with an gentle voice.

Reima scratches the back of his and walks outside of the cupboard to wait for her to get changed, all the while thinking about what she had said... It feels as if she knows some of his more intimate secrets but he's never given anything to even suggest such a thing is possible. She must be making stuff up and getting lucky as he'd never heard of such an ability in the books or movies...

Once she's changed Luna's skips out of the cupboard and twirls, "Thank you Reima, it's not often that people ignore the Blithering Humdingers and try to help..."

Reima "Yeah... What're you doing out here anyway?"

Luna "The Nargles wrapped me up, stole my clothes and threw me out of my house... The painting would not allow me past so I had to sleep in here." she says simply.

Reima's brows furrow, "Has this happened before?" he asks, a coldness becoming apparent in his voice.

She nods, "It happens every now and then, I've grown accustom to the cold though... So maybe the Nargles are helping me improve my resistance to Wrackspurts?" he says to herself.

Reima shakes his head while scratching his face, "How about this Luna, you stay in my room until we can get the... Wrackspurts sorted.."

Luna giggles at him, "Wrackspurts can't get sorted! That's the Nargles!"

Reima "Regardless, will you accept this offer?"

Luna nods, "Of course, you would never hurt me... Wrackspurts aren't even able to get close to you as you burn them!"

Reima smiles and holds her hand before leading her to his dorm-room, deciding he didn't need to use his bed until he got Luna's problem sorted out.