Title: Wager (Prompt# 025)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: Greg Goyle
Author's Notes: Greg is in a bad way and isn't getting his mail as he should. This letter was left on the kitchen counter top. Also, the lyrics are from 'Finnegan's Wake'. And yes, he's deliberately being obtuse.
Left on the counter top
Rave and Lex,
I adore Boston. What that means is that I'm not coming back anytime soon. Well, I did sneak back to drop this off, but don't think I'll be making it a habit. It's not as if anyone had been writing me anyway. Why didn't either of you tell me about this place? I nearly feel at home in Ireland again. Bastards.
I've set a bit of a wager for the two of you. If you can find me then you'll be keeping what the keys go to. Otherwise, I'll take them back. I find I'm a greedy bastard these days. I, of course, have the black one. You two can fight over the red and yellow. It is all your faults for teaching me to ride in the first place.
Your only hints are these:
1.Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head
When a noggin of whiskey flew at him,
It missed, and falling on the bed
The liquor scattered over Tim!
Tim revives! See how he rises!
Tim he rises from the dead,
Says, "Whirl your whiskey around like blazes"
"Thanum an Dhul, do you thunk I'm dead?"
2. I'm less of a snob than I thought I was.
3. Tracey.
Good luck,
G.
Lying next to the note on the counter top are two sets of keys that go to a set of these...