This is the second part to Harry Potter Gets Contacts.
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Narr: Harry, Ron, and Hermionie are walking back to their dormitory.
Harry: *picking food out of his hair* I don't know what their problem was. I think I sing pretty well. Any ways, Ron, do you think I should get contacts?
Ron: What are contacts?
Hermione: *pulls out a dictionary*
Ron: I don't even want to know where you keep that.
Hermione: *Rolls her eyes*Contact. An item, which is used by putting in your eye and magnifies view.
Ron: Oh. Ok. Now look up the word IDIOT.
Hermione: *Flipping through the pages* Idiot. An offensive term in a now disused classification system for somebody with an IQ of about 25 or under and a mental age of less than three years. Why did you want to know that?
Ron: And the true blondness comes out.
Hermoine: *blinks confusingly*
Harry: We're getting off the subject.
Ron: What subject was that?
Harry: contacts.
Ron: Oh. Ok. So contacts are like glasses but you put them in your eyes?
Harry: Yea.
Ron: Well, I don't know. I guess they might be better then glasses, but I've never had either.
Harry: I think I'm going to try them. *Background music: DunDunDunnn*
Narr: So, when they got back to the dormitory Harry filled out an order form and sent it with Hedwig.