Ready to fight for his life, Harry faced Draco.
"Potter, if this were a real fight I'd have your face under my foot and you'd be crying like a little girl." Draco said with a sharp nasal quality to his voice.
"Death does not scare me, but failure does. Prepare to debate!" Harry responded.
"Debate Start!" Professor Squirrel shouted.
"The cave man era was superior to modern art because it displayed real life situations with depth and provided a starting point to examine the behaviours and expression of early humankind" Draco rapped.
"That's going to be hard to beat" whispered Hermanonie to Frognal.
"Um, yeah but the medieval times had ugly babies and that made them more dynamic. People saw the ugly children and are still intrigued enough that some persue history and/or classical art degrees when they have no other ideas for university course choices." Harry sang back.
"Weak" muttered Draco.
"Very weak." Hermanonie whispered, "He didn't consider social sciences".
"Condracolations Draco, you are the winner of this week's challenge" Professor Squirrel cheered.
All of green group cheered. Red group sighed.
Harry felt defeated and rushed into the bathroom to cry. He had never been into the bathroom before. He had been urinating in a bucket next to a mop in the hallway since arrival. He saw toilets for the first time. He was blinded by their porcelain shine. He fainted.