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"Oi, Prongs! You have got to look at this thing over here!"
"Yeah, just give me one sec, Padfoot!"
"..."
"Yeah? What's up?"
"I've come here to show you the most amazing thing in the entire world!"
"AH! AH, MERLIN'S SOGGY UNDERPANTS! MY EYES, MY INNOCENT EYES! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL, SIRIUS?"
"I know, it's so tiny, right?"
"MERLIN, NO! GET THAT, THAT THING OFF MY SIGHT! IT HAD FAILED ME ONCE, IT WILL FAIL ME AGAIN!"
"Aw, come on, Jamie, please! Do it for me, for us?"
"Absolutely not. I will never do such, such things with you... ever again!
"Aw, but Prongs!"
"That thing serves as a reminder of what happened that fateful Christmas Night!"
"Oh really now? God, James, you're such a girl. Can't take it like a real man?"
"...fhahf..."
"What?"
"I said, NO I CANNOT!"
"Aw, b-but, Prongsie! It's not on The List of What Sirius Black Cannot Do-"
"-but it is about to be."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Prongs?"
"Yeah?"
"Please?"
"NO! It looks like it's grown smaller and more dirty anyway."
"So?"
"..."
"See? I have a good point!"
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"
"Oh, hi Remmy."
"WHAT WERE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?"
"Padfoot here wants to play Quidditch with me."
"... What kind of Quidditch?"
"Uh, Remus? The one and only Quidditch. The game, the sport, hello?"
"Yeah, and Paddy here wants to play Quidditch with me with that blasted broom like Christmas Eve. He jinxed it. I never trust any of his broomsticks ever again."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"What kind of broomsticks?"
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