Harry: Hey Ron, give me a joke
Ron: Yo mama so ugly even the dementors won't kiss her!
Harry: *tear drips down Harry's face*
Ron: What's wrong?
Harry: i don't have a mama...
Ron: *whispers quietly to himself* oops
Harry: Hahaha! Just joking! But seriously, don't make jokes about my mum
Ron: HARRY! I thought you were serious! I felt really guilty for making the joke!
Harry: I'm such a good actor aren't I? I should get paid for this! No one else can cry on command!
Ron: I can! *tries so hard to think of bad memories*
Harry: What are you doing?
Ron: *says in a sad voice* crying...
Harry: You look like your in the potty! But that's what I'm supposed to do! Just because you have no talent, doesn't mean you have to copy mine!
Ron: *tear drips down Ron's face* I did it! I did it! I cried on command! I told you I could do it!
Harry: I helped you do it and you didn't cry on command anyways! You're actually crying you baby!
Ron: No I'm not! Just shut up Harry!
Harry: Okay! Whatever you say! *whispers* baby
Ron: I heard you!
Harry: And I don't care!
