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accio.brain 
Tancred smiled at Cale when he said that he'd take the apposing view. The seventh year was hoping that he would, seeming he himself saw no harm with transforming animals into some other object. "Sounds good," he said, nodding his head in agreement. Then he leaned forward a bit and whispered, "Are we going to have to debate each other? I'm so not in that mood right now."
But that wasn't exactly what was on his mind of all things he should've been thinking about. His mind had wandered really quickly when he remembered what had happened that evening with the spare locker room incident. Should he ask? Or ... was he just going to get that poor 'Prefect meeting' excuse? He might as well give it a go. Not like Richardson was paying any attention. "So ... what exactly was going on in the spare locker room? Were you can Anna ... well ... snogging?"
"Debating is stupid," Cale said simply. Well, it was. What was the point when no one ever really WON the argument? Sure, there was a winner and a loser, but did they ever accomplish anything? No. They just said, "Oh, this side won, good job!" and you just went on your way. It was a load of rubbish, that was what it was. "I really don't know what to say."
He raised an eyebrow. He should have known that Tanc would bring up the whole locker room incident. "What?
Snogging? No!" he chuckled, as if that were the strangest thing he had ever heard of. "Please, Tanc, we aren't animals," he added with a wink. "No, it really was a meeting," he told him. Ok, he never said PREFECT this time, but a meeting was a meeting, even if the people who had met there weren't really prefects.