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Fred Weasley, you are disgusting
How so?
You spilled an entire jug of OJ down your front this morning
It was for our bet
Fred, you’ve lost the bet because you didn’t swallow any OJ
Be that as it may I didn’t choke on any of it
Duh!
Don’t ‘duh!’ me!
I’ll ‘duh!’ whoever I want
George Weasley, I hate you
I hate you too, bro
Angelina! Do you hate George or me most?
George, definitively
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..............................................................
Oh yeah!
This does not change anything
Meaning?
I’m still the good looking one
Don’t make me laugh
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Well I think that went pretty well
I still can’t believe that he dissed the Marauder’s Map
Yeah, that was just wrong
Ya know want else is wrong?
Well, I was talking to Hermione the other day, and she said that Millicent Bulstrode was walking around with the back of her robes tucked into her undies...
That wasn’t the thing I was going to say, but it is definitely the wrongest thing I’ve ever heard of
Apparently, it was nauseating
Can we write about something else?
A subject change would be nice
Why did we even take Divination anyway?
To see if we would be able to foresee our future as total awesomeness
Hasn’t worked yet has it?
No it has not
Why not, do you think?
Because Trelawney is a old bat with anorexia
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I hate Severus Snape
Join the club – we’ve got jackets and everything
I really wish Hermione hadn’t gotten you addicted to Shrek 2
What’s up with Shrek 2; it’s an awesome movie
Yeah.. It’s an awesome movie that’s incredibly prejudiced against witches
Good point – I’m not a witch though
Neither am I, but I still think it’s highly prejudiced
Can we talk about something else, I don’t even know what prejudiced means
It means bias
I don’t know what bias means either
Go look it up in Hermione’s dictionary
Hermione isn’t here
I’m not an idiot, I know she’s not here, ask her when we’re in the common room
Why bother, she’ll be too immersed in homework to hear anything – hell, if I stripped and jiggled my whatsit in front of her, she’d just keep writing
You’re a sick man, Fred
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