Draco Malfoy was chortling. "Goyle bet me you wouldn't last ten minutes on the first task. I bet you wouldn't last five." He smirked and said, "I guess you'll get to see Mummy and Daddy real soon."
Harry, not the most calm at the best of times, was very nearly apoplectic. He stood and turned, noting that the Headmaster and Potions Master were both observing and – as could be expected – saying nothing.
Looking at Draco Malfoy's smug face, Harry finally decided on a course of action. "Well, Malfoy, I guess I'll make a one-time bet with anyone who wishes to take me up on it that you won't be killed this year. Let's say – 10,000 Galleons."
There were a number of confused looks around. Even Draco Malfoy was, for the moment, confused.
Two faces were not confused. The Headmaster looked angry and the Potions Master looked whiter than normal.
"Mr. Potter! Such actions are unbecoming a Hogwarts student. You will meet me in my office after dinner!" the Headmaster bellowed.
Taking a look of confusion Harry asked, "What do you mean? What have I done which is unbecoming?"
"Wagering your fellow students' lives!"
Still looking confused Harry said, "How is that? He just said he wagered that I would die and you said nothing. I was just making a wager that he won't die. Which wager is more unbecoming?"
"We will discuss this in my office!"
Harry shrugged and then saluted Draco with a finger and a smile. Draco looked like he was thinking heavily. He figured someone would eventually explain it to the moron.
Harry was tired of the staff sitting back and doing nothing. If someone took him up on it – well, his trust fund would cover it.
A/N: I'd like to see someone make this workable. IT was a passing thought for me …
If you're confused, think about it. I'll explain in another A/N later if anyone can't figure it out..