two things: one; i honestly don't know why part of this is in italics but i only have a limited time on the internet soo.. two: this is kinda lame. i know. but i was bored.
2. "I've heard every possible joke about Oliver Wood's name" is not a challenge.
"I've heard every single joke about Oliver Wood's name!" Harry Potter yelled across the Quidditch pitch. I flew up to meet him.
"Pshh, whatever! I bet I know more!" I answered.
"Prove. It." he challenged me, tossing the snitch up and catching it again without looking.
"Oliver Wood is Twist-ed."
"Heard it." Dang.
"Okay, so there was a brunette Ravenclaw and a blond Slytherin. The Ravenclaw said 'I'm going to cut all of her wood up.' So the blond said, 'What do you have against Oliver Wood!'" I tried.
"Lame." Harry concluded while trying not to laugh.
I growled. "Fine. You come up with one."
Harry scoffed and said, "Why? You out of lame jokes?"
"Bah. I just want to see what lame Oliver Wood jokes you can come up with." Think, Megan, think!
"Oliver spider legs are made of Wood." Harry challenged.
"That's all you can come up with? You're the Boy Who Lived! More like the Boy With a Bad Sense of Humor. Wood you just spare my ears from these humor fails?" I half yelled. By this time, the rest of the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor Quidditch teams had joined us in the air to listen.
"No, I Wood not 'spare your ears'. You should listen more carefully to me. I am The Boy Who Lived, you know." he retorted.
"Have you seen your girlfriend lately? Oliver hair products smell like dragon dung. Wood you tell her for me?" I shot back.
"Ohhh, burn!" the crowd yelled in unison.
"Wood you tell your little boyfriend that he can't have my autograph, no matter how many times he asks?" Harry yelled back to me.
"My boyfriend?" I sputtered, "Since when have I had a boyfriend?"
Harry laughed and let the snitch go again. It flew around my head and back to him.
"Wood you just shut up?" I yelled back.
He shrugged. "Only if you Wood do me a favor."
"What Wood I have to do?"
"Go tell Colin that Oliver pictures she has of me are kinda creepy."
"Colin's not a girl!" I shrieked at Harry. Someone behind me laughed. Harry jerked his head at someone behind me. I whipped around. Colin was on the ground of the Quidditch pitch, looking up at us. I waved meekly.
"Well since I Wood not do a 'favor' for you, and you have no more excuses to cover up your fail, what are you going to do with your girlfriend and Oliver her brothers?" I grinned. Someone behind Harry made a face. I stuck my tongue out at them.
"Go Megan!" Colin shouted. I groaned inwardly. Even if Colin cheering me on was sweet, it wasn't helping my situation.
"What's all this?" Madam Hooch called up to us. "Practice time was over nearly an hour ago!"
Everyone in the air hung their heads and flew straight down to the pitch.
"Shoo!" She said, waving us off with her wands.
Halfway back to the school, Harry approached me. "So. I'm going to tell all of Gryffindor I won that. I really don't care what you tell the Hufflepuffs and Colin."
Hah. Loser. I so won that. He just Woodn't admit it.
