The Bet

"The Bet--Part Eleven--The Girls Get Their Revenge on Dean"

The next day dawned and Neville woke up to four Gryffindor boys staring at him.

"Ah!" he screamed, startled.

The other four boys laughed at him.

"What's so funny?" he grumbled.

Then suddenly, the events of the previous night came flooding back and he gasped and covered his face.

"Shit," he said.

"Shit is right, we have potions today, Nevy," Dean said with an evil grin on his face.

"Double shit."

"Just go wash it off," Harry suggested.

"I can't."

"Why not?"

Neville pointed at the letter and the other four boys read it.

"Who's 'A Friend,'?" Dean asked.

"I don't know."

"Well, I'm starving, you guys," Seamus said.

"Coming," Harry said, handing the note to Dean.

Dean laughed again and handed the letter back to Neville and followed Harry and Seamus down to the common room. Ron sat down on his bed and watched as Neville buried his face in his hands.

"Hey, Nev?"

"Yeah?"

"I know who 'A Friend' is."

"Who?"

"Lavender and Hermione."

"What? No, come on, Lavender started this to get back at you. She wants me in on the bet to win."

"Yeah, but Hermione wants revenge on you for cheating on her. And Lavender wants revenge on all of us. They're working together to torture us."

"Really? You think we should warn Dean, Seamus, and Harry?"

"They're not after Seamus, and no. I say we let them get it. If they knew, they wouldn't help us out, would they?" Ron said with an evil grin.

"No, and why aren't they after Seamus?"

"Because, he never slept with any of them. They're just mad at you, me, Dean, and Harry."

"So, we're just gonna let them get humiliated?"

"Yep."

"Cool," Neville grinned. He wasn't about to tell the others. It was their fault that he was in this mess to begin with, what with their teasing him about not having a girlfriend...

"You coming to potions?"

"I guess so. I can't really afford to miss another class."

"Good. Grab your books and come on."

-Scene Change-

Dean, Harry, and Seamus entered the Great Hall amongst many talking and gossiping students. As Dean walked by, the table would get quiet, then point and laugh at him as he walked off. He looked confused and sat down shrugging.

He, Harry, and Seamus began to eat their bacon and eggs when the morning post came in. An owl flew to Dean and dropped a red envelope in front of him. While he looked on horrified, it opened.

"DEAN THOMAS! YOU BASTARD! FIRST YOU SLEEP WITH ME AND DON'T TALK TO ME AT ALL, THEN YOU SLEEP WITH MY FRIEND, AND NOW I'M IN THE INFIRMARY WITH CRABS THANKS TO YOU! YOU SICK TWISTED BASTARD! YOU STUPID, STD-LADEN FREAK! YOU'RE EVIL! AND YOU'RE A BAD LAY!" it shouted.

Dean blushed a deeper shade of crimson as the entire room burst out into laughter.

A few seats down, Hermione and Lavender could be seen exchanging a discreet high-five.