“Shut up, Potter!”
 
“You know, one day you’ll regret saying that cause then you’ll be telling yourself to shut up.”
 
“What?” She said shaking her head confusedly.
 
“When we’re married.” I explained. “If you keep saying ‘Shut up, Potter!’ you’ll be telling yourself to shut up. Now we wouldn’t want that! So either you keep your name Evans, which I would rather you didn’t, or-”