XIII. The Fourth Grey

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September 4 th , 1994

"You know, I almost didn't offer this year," she says to him, as if it would have been some great loss to him. "What with all the shit you pulled last term."

"Oh, pity," he drawls facetiously, and she scowls at him. "'Cos you know, Granger, this is always the highlight of my year, being accosted by you in a highly suspicious location and having that ridiculous envelope flapped in my face. It's almost amazing, how quickly you manage to corner me every year."

"Come on Malfoy. Just agree to the terms and take the envelope. I'll even say please if it'll make you feel better."

"Say it."

"And you'll take it?"

"Maybe."

She sighs. "P... p-please," she stammers, (her voice grey and thin and quite unconvincing) and then she glares at him.

He simply grins at her and lets it fade into a smirk. "Hmm... no, I think I'll pass this year."

"You know, one year I'm just going to give up, and you'll never know what you've missed out on," she tells him, very matter-of-fact as she waves the envelope in his face.

"Oh yeah? What exactly am I missing out on?"

"I can't tell you yet. You have to take the envelope."

"You're mental, Granger," he informs her. "You'll have to tie me to a chair and shove it up my arse if you want me to take it."

"You insufferable git," she says before turning away.

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