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"MARLENE MCKINNON!" I shouted through the walls of my dorm at midnight.

"WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT AT THIS HOUR, BLACK?!" came the response.

"I JUST WANTED TO SAY, MY LIPS ARE LIKE SKITTLES, DO YOU WANT TO TASTE THE RAINBOW?" 

I could practically see her rolling her eyes.

"NO, BLACK, I DON'T, GET SOME SLEEP! THERE ARE O.W.L.'S TOMORROW!" Marley shouted. 

I sighed. Girls can be such a bummer sometimes.

"I know, Padfoot, believe me, they can be." Prongs voice was slightly muffled from his duvet.

Shoot. I said that aloud. Oh well. It is true. Prongs said so.

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