Theme # 54: Dare
'Tis a Tangy Part of Nature
"Huh?"
Lucius raised an eyebrow as Narcissa kicked off. He had been sure when he had dared her, that she would refuse to even touch a broomstick - had doubted she would do it, even after she had swung one leg over the broom - but she was, clearly, much fierier than he had thought.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH."
He was jerked out of his reverie - only to see her crash, right into the ground.
"You idiot," she snarled, as she staggered to her feet, a twig sticking out of her usually-perfect hair. "This is all your fault."
"Tangy much, woman?" he grinned back.