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The Proper Motivation.
"Since when have you been so good at chess?" Ron asked, staring incredulously at the game board.
"I'm a fast learner," Harry supplied, waiting for Ron to make his move.
"I'm sorry Harry, but you're not. We've been playing since we were eleven and you've beaten me maybe four times; four times in eight years!"
"Maybe I just needed the proper motivation." Harry countered smugly.
Ron leaned back and arched an eyebrow at the brunette. "The proper motivation?"
Harry moved his knight and grinned mischievously at Ron. "Yes, perhaps you should have suggested strip chess sooner. And that's checkmate, mate."
Finite.
