A/N: Again, great response to these! Well, even if there was a bad response, I'd still keep posting, so you're stuck with me.
3. "I've heard every possible joke about Oliver Wood's name" is not a challenge.
It started off a quiet and peaceful night in the Gryffindor common room. Hermione was reading, Ginny was working on her Charms homework, and Ron and Harry were staring blankly at their Potions essay. Oliver Wood was talking Quidditch strategies with Katie Bell, of course.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash. Hermione looked up, a worried look on her face. Ron had a queasy look on his. "I think that would be Fred and George." As if on cue, the two came barreling downstairs, their hair slightly singed. As they opened their mouths, Hermione held up her hand. "I don't want to know." Everyone else in the room agreed.
The twins shrugged and made their way over to Oliver. "So, Wood, isn't that like—" George began but Oliver glared at them. "Don't even try, Weasely." He told them boredly. "I've heard every possible joke about my last name." The twins grinned at each other and said, "Challenge accepted." In perfect unison.
Almost fifteen minutes later, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Katie had fled the room. "Oh what about-!" Fred began, but Oliver groaned. "Fred, George, that wasn't a challenge!" he exclaimed, getting up from his seat.
"But did you hear any of those?" George asked.
Oliver slowly shook his head. "No, now if you would be as kind enough to let me go, I must get the brain bleach, and quick!" he exclaimed before racing up to his dorm.
Fred and George smirked at each other. "Missions accomplished."