Graves often liked to argue with you and place bets just to annoy you for his own amusement.

This time was no exception: the general argued with you again, fully confident of his winnings. Fortunately or unfortunately, luck was not on his side today.

Since you could do anything with him, you chose to dye his hair... in pink. Graves wasn't thrilled about it, but there was nowhere to go.

Now after... Transfiguration, you were both sitting in the common room: he on a chair in front of the mirror, you on the couch next to him.

— I knew I shouldn't have said that... - He muttered, giving you a intent look.