A\N: Whoooaaahhh! It's the longest Hogwarts Unspoken Rule evahhh!!! To atone for my long absence, no less. Sooo... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'M SORRY!! I have been on and I have been posting, I just haven't had any good ideas. So... rather have a good, late story than a crappy, frequent one?

Anywho, in this one, Remmy gets a little irritable and WHAT? Gets into 'trouble', Marauders Style.

This is the disclaimer: Consider yourself disclaimed.

Rule Number 173: Team rivalry is okay. Flicking Eggs Benedict at Hufflepuffs is not.

Backstory:

Remus Lupin had to be the most exhausted person in the history of history.

Seriously. James and Sirius just HAD to stay up all night, discussing the Hufflepuff-Gryffindor match set today.

In all honesty, they were still discoursing as loudly as they could, right across from him.

Remus huffed. They did not hear him. In an alternate tactic, he decided to ignore them and go over the player's names in his head. After all, it wouldn't do to have the commentator not know the names of the players, would it?

Diggory, Brown, Smith, Abbot, Rivers-

"Their Chasers are crappy fliers, Sirius, you won't have any trouble aiming for them. Smith's got a wonky leg, though, so don't aim for that, Hooch'll give you a penalty in a minute..."

Concentrate. Rivers, Colfer, Costello, Harmon-

"Their keeper's a piece of shite also, Prongs, so good on ya. Today's gonna be a good game."

This whole aggravating situation wasn't even Prongs and Padfoot's fault. It was the Hufflepuff's

Remus turned around to glare at Amos Diggory, the Hufflepuff captain and "piece-of-shite" Keeper, who was conversing obnoxiously (or so it seemed at the time) with his seeker, Ryan Colfer, and one of his "crappy-flier" Chasers, Annie Harmon. Remus took a bit of his Eggs Benedict on his spoon when he was sure no-one was looking, and flicked it at the back of Amos' huge, pompous, pouf of a head. He turned before Amos could see him, so he was unable to see the prat's face of righteous indignance, but he could almost hear it in the snort as Diggory wiped the baked egg , toast, and Hollandaise sauce off of his shiny, stupid hair.

Remus was sure no-one had seen him until he left the dining hall, when none other than Albus Dumbledore stopped him.

"If you would be so kind as to let me go Professor" Remus said, as kindly as he could while trying to pry the Headmaster's thin, skeleton-esque fingers off of his biceps. "My friends have left, and I'm sure they're worried..."

Dumbledore had since let go of his arm, but before he could bolt, the old man smiled jovially and said "I do understand the need to flip Eggs Benedict onto the heads of Hufflepuffs, but I do hope you would refrain from doing so during your commentary, and you will most likely stay in the good graces of your teachers" and before Remus could deny it, or do anything else, Dumbledore walked away, whistling.

What a strange man.