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Right.

The other day my brilliant girlfriend inspired an equally brilliant idea and I thought why the hell not give this a go. Be a right shame to pass something like this up.

I reckon there's a good bunch of you tired of all this colours team nonsense, yeah? Still trying to figure out a way to make the bloody weeks speed up so it's over? What we need is some old-fashioned competition, but not with points, detention, and all that other rubbish we could care less about. There needs to be something at stake. I'm proposing we set up a wager amongst the teams. With the exception of Teal -- all apologies you lot -- it's anyone's game and I've an inkling to make some orange juice.

As captain of the Purple Pooka Eaters, I'm expecting all my teammates to step up and take the challenge. What about the rest of you lot? Are any of you up to making these next few weeks interesting?

Oi, and if anyone's interested in a flutter on the Quidditch match tomorrow, let me know.

Editted: Listen up. Here's how the wagering will work - each team'll come up with parametres for the losing teams, to be agreed upon sometime within the next 24 hours.

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Nothing's in stone until our saucy Headmistress announces the final point tally.

...you think Headmistress McGonagall is saucy? Are you sure you know what that word means?

I realise that, of course, but the fact remains that we are in 2nd place currently.

That tartan hat, bun, permanent stern expresssion on her face? It's all a ruddy front. You better believe I think her saucy.

A minor technicality that'll soon be remedied.

saucy
adj. saucier, sauciest

Impertinent or disrespectful.
Impertinent in an entertaining way; impossible to repress or control.

Do you see those definitions? I think you're mental.

I rather doubt that.

You forgot that it also means brazen, cheeky, sassy, smug, and my personal favourite, minx. Check your thesaurus, MacDougal.

I didn't forget - I was simply going by the dictionary definitions.

I still think you're mental - and that you're avoiding the issue at hand.

That's what they all say. No worries, I won't hold it over your head this time.

What's that then?

Who in the world are these 'all' then? You've nothing to hold over my head ever, so I don't know what you're on about.

This ruddy competition you're blathering about. Is there something more to it than just you making idle threats?

My minions. That's why they all worship me, you know. I've crowned Douglas their head.

That's what you think.

Talk with Terry. He'll tell you, there's no idle threats where wagering's concerned.

Ha! Minions?! You're having delusions of grandeur, I think. You leave Douglas out of this! He's too young for such things - and he certainly can't be crowned head of anything.

That's what I think about what?

I am discussing this with Terry. But there's still no mention of what needs to be done - or possibly not done.

He's not too young.

That I've nothing to hold over your head.

The only things off-limits are Azkaban worthy. The rest is fair game as I see it.

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She's right, mate. Mahogany it is.

Lancelot, I've never done this before... can you help keep me from getting in TOO much trouble?

Sure, pet. It'll be brill, I'm sure. But I won't let you get in too over your head, sure.

That makes me feel better, then. I want to have fun, but I couldn't... go streaking through the Great Hall or something!

Ha! Never know you can do it until you try. But no worries...I can teach you how. ;P

TERRY!! You can't see me naked!!!

Right. Of course not. Who'd suggest such a thing? :P

You're bad, Lancelot. Sometimes I forget because you're not usually bad with me.

So what're we going to do about this challenge of Michael's?

Me? Bad? Never.

Reckon we'll have to talk about it some, won't we? Get a few ideas down on parchment. Brainstorm, the like.

I think you protest too much, I do.

That sounds like a good idea - when are you free? We need to come up with something soon - time is running out on us.

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Mahogany's not going to make it, mate. It's the colour of shite, like what you're all ruddy full of.

Oi, mahogany's a much richer, fuller colour than most shite I've seen. What've they been feeding you at that Purple table then?

You'll be seeing soon enough, I reckon.

Not the leftovers like you lot get, that's for bloody cert.

Keep on dreaming there, Boot.

Ah, ace comeback, mate. Cheers.

Our dream will be your nightmare then, won't it?