Where Everything Comes to a Head and I Run

Five Sickles the hour, mate.

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What do I look like, bloody Gringott's? How about I give you two Sickles the hour and a half-eaten roast chicken leg?

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Four sickles and two uneaten chocolate frogs.

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Two Sickles, one uneaten chocolate frogs, and I won't mention anything about it being your birthday for the rest of the ruddy day.

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Three Sickles, seven Knuts, one uneaten chocolate frog and you can mention it once in sign language. Final offer.

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I'd take it, but I don't have seven Knuts.

What about three Sickles, I'll give you both my nuts, one uneaten chocolate frog and if I mention it in sign language, I've got to bloody do the interpretive dance as well.

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I'll give up the seven Knuts as long as I don't have to go anywhere near your nuts, mate.

So three Sickles, one uneaten frog, happy birthday in sign language with an interpretive dance, right? Deal, then?

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No offence mate, but I wouldn't want you anywhere near my nuts anyroad. Trying my hand at being considerate, that's all.

Deal. You can keep the quill though. I've no sodding need for it. Truth told, I was only looking for a reason to dance. Cheers, Tony.

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If you want me to watch you dance, you only have to ask, mate.

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Will you watch me dance, Tony?

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I await the moment with bated breath, Mike.

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Dear Mr Corner,

Kindly make yourself available to Miss MacDougal and myself- two helpless young witches- as well as the dashing Mr Boot, between the hours of 2200 and 2400 as we transform the Ravenclaw common room into- a decorated Ravenclaw common room- for Mr Goldstein's eighteenth birthday. Your assistance would be ever so much appreciated.

With fondness,
--Padma Patil

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Dearest Gorgeous Prefect Who's Trying to Outdo Her Boyfriend,

How appreciated?

Yours,
-- Sir Michael Corner

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Loveliest of boyfriends who does not yet realise that he is already outdone,

You'll have to agree in order to find out.

No one else's,
--Paddie Patil

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Sexiest Smirkiest Girlfriend Who Resorts to Teasing Pictures to Convince Her Purple Boyfriend into Doing Her Bidding,

You cheat.

Better not be,
-- Mikey C

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Manliest, Handsomest Boyfriend Who Should Look Towards His Orange Girlfriend for a Reason to Smile,

Not so. I know my stakes, Mr, Corner. My boyfriend is a gambler, after all.

I thought I was the jealous/possessive one,
--Your only girlfriend

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Wagering Vixen of a Girlfriend Who Should Look at her Brilliant Boyfriend Like That All the Ruddy Time,

Reckon he'd ever take a gamble on you? I'd like my chance with a witch like you.

What can I ruddy say - I'm selfish,
-- Who else's are you?

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Doubting Prat of a Boyfriend Who Should Know He has No Reason for His Suspicion,

I'm afraid not, Mr Corner, as I am my own master. And I value trust and loyalty above all else. Reckon I should have been a Hufflepuff.

She who thinks that your quirks are endearing- until they suggest that you place no trust in those who love you,
--I am no one's boyfriend :P

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Cheeky Girlfriend Whose Guarded Look Incites the Notion that She's Keeping Secrets,

You'd make a better Prefect than Abbott.

He who thinks that statement holds staggering amounts of hypocrisy,
-- M.C., Founder of Thank Bloody Merlin for That!

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Overly Confident Boyfriend Who Thinks He Knows All the Answers,

It is perhaps lucky, then, that we don't have to compete- that we are both Prefects. And I like living in the same House as my boyfriend, I do. I miss being on the same team.

She, who hopes her only boyfriend is still teasing,
--The Mahogany bird dating the Orange bloke

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I love you.

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Surely you are still teasing.

I love you too.

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I'm not teasing when I tell you I love you, Padma.

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