A few minuets of searching through the lockers in the changing rooms, and then under the benches and Rabastan had found one of the missing Slytherin Quidditch robes easily. Triumphantly he threw them on, delighted to have something to cover his nudity and he ran out towards the huddle of other boy's, unable to wait to claim the money from Lucius and the accolades of the others.
But as he drew closer he realised they weren't waiting with baited breath to see if he completed the challenge. The attention had shifted to Regulus, who was making a drunken fool of himself and Rabastan stopped, standing away from the group - suddenly feeling like he couldn't interrupt, like the mood had moved on and he'd been left behind. He swallowed hard, an ugly, unhappy feeling swirling in his stomach.
"I beat your stupid challenge, Malfoy!" He shouted.