Declan smirked, he was really getting into the competition and having fun. The banter seemed to flow freely between the two. This was no time to get cocky however. The hardest rounds were still to come. "Alright, Malfoy. If that's how it's gonna be." Declan had already made a few gambles, wanting to save a few sure things in case he needed some extra points towards the end of the game. This turn would be one such gamble. Inspecting his pile of beans, he selected one he was pretty sure he could identify. The bean was a dark shade of red and had a certain shine to it that seemed familiar to Declan. "I'm gonna say... cherry."<br/><br/>As soon as he bit into the candy, he knew he was wrong. He frowned as a tangy, biting flavor filled his mouth. "Nope... Chili Peppe... okay that's hot... Your turn." He said, the heat from the spicy candy rapidly drying his mouth and threatening to make his eyes water and nose run. He'd be more upset over the mistake later. As it were, his mouth felt like it was about to burst into flame. Bertie Bott's were no joke he thought, not for the first time that day.