The two boys ran across the wet hallways in a Saturday night on Christmas break, choking up laughs as they heard the few prefects that remained behind for christmas break behind them yelling after them. "Hey! Stop where you are!" While they were being egged by Peeves, the song 'wet' by Dazey and the Scouts played, water continuosly pouring across the hallways.

Barty and Evan were bored. That's how that whole thing started. It made sense, didn't it?

Barty took a sharp, sudden turn and pulled Evan' sleeve, holding him against his chest as the prefects kept running infront, not aware of the sharp turn the boys made. Barty grinned as he looked down at Evan. "... nice egg, Rosier." He sncikered while Evan raised an eyebrow, shaking his head before gasping. "No." "Yes." Barty brust laughing. Peeves accidentally (or not so) threw an egg in Evans hair too, and Evan absolutely hated having food or anything in his hair. Barty got out his wand with a smile and taunted, "I'll be nice and help you with the egg..." "Barty, DO NO-" Suddently, water and soap washed over the two boys.. "Whoops." "Bartemius.Crouch.Junior." "Me?" Evan groaned at the black headed sheepish responses. "You better dry us both up." "Aye aye, captain~" He smirked and soon enough, the boys were both dry thanks to Barty's brains, and his ability to memorize and learn a LOT of spells.

(u choose if you're one of them or yourself.)