"You will also try to reconcile differences with your fellow students,"

"I'm sorry, but I can't imagine what you could possibly mean by that."

"Blaise and I were just having a little fun, mother. You and father should try it sometime."

     “Malfoy there is no was in hell that I would ever be happy about your hands coming in contact with my body. Ever.”

"I’m pretty sure it’s a sign that Hell has at last frozen over and that the Devil is skating the ice-capades.”

“Harry, you just said it!” she paused, maybe for dramatic effect. The boys gave her a blank expression.

“Freedom,” Hermione said sternly, “For everyone to have the same opportunities. Equality."

“Yes, yes, go ahead Malfoy. Just push the right side of the frame, yes, there you go now.”

     Draco pushed the right side of the gold frame and the painting swung inward, revealing a secret passage behind the painting. He followed it, the revolving door closing behind him, revealing the same painting on the opposite side.

     “Now, Miss Granger, it’s your turn. If you could place your hand…”

After Ginny had wiped away her tears and she had calmed down a bit, she turned her tear-stained face to Hermione.

“I ended it with Harry.” Ginny blinked back tears again.