Ron Weasley:
It's beautiful, isn't it? The moon.
Harry Potter:
Divine. Had ourselves a little late night snack, did we?
Ron Weasley:
It was on your bed, the box, I just thought I'd try one.
Harry Potter:
Or twenty.
Ron Weasley:
I can't stop thinking about her, Harry.
Harry Potter:
Honestly, you know, I reckon she was starting to annoy you.
Ron Weasley:
She could never annoy me. I think I love her.
Harry Potter:
Oh... brilliant.
Ron Weasley:
Do you think she knows I exist?
Harry Potter:
Well, I'd bloody well hope so, she's been snogging you for three months.
Ron Weasley:
Snogging? Who are you talking about?
Harry Potter:
Who are you talking about?
Ron Weasley:
Romilda, of course. Romilda Vane.
Harry Potter:
Okay, very funny.
Ron Weasley:
[throws the chocolates box at Harry]
Harry Potter:
What was that for?
Ron Weasley:
It's no joke! I'm in love with her!
Harry Potter:
Alright, fine, you're in love with her! Have you ever actually met her?
Ron Weasley:
No... Can you introduce me?
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