"Evans! Oy, Evans! Come on, Evans, wait up."
"What do you want now, Potter?"
"Uh…you dropped your quill."
"Thanks."
"Wait! Don't go yet!"
"Why not? I have to get to class. You do too, remember?"
"Yeah, I guess. Want to walk together?"
"No."
"Oh, come on, Evans! You can't still be mad!"
"I can't? Watch me."
"I said I was sorry!"
"Really? I must have missed that bit. Did you say it before or after you poured the second bottle of ink on me?"
"You know, I don't really remember…"
"Of course you don't. You are an idiot."
"Hey! That's not nice!"
"…So you say."
"Come on, Evans, stop walking so fast!"
"There are only three more corridors until I reach the classroom. If you continue to follow me, I will be forced to run."
"Then I'll run right next to you!"
"Ugh! Did you just wink at me?!"
"No need to be so appalled. Most girls would give their life just to have me wink at them."
"Yeah, right. Then why don't you walk with them?"
"Because I like you better."
"Humph."
"Wait up! Come on, Evans! I'll make it up to you!"
"How?"
"I'll…uh…take you out next Hogsmeade weekend!"
"No, thank-you."
"Come on, Evans! I'll buy you a coffee!"
"I don't drink coffee."
"I'll take you to Zonko's!"
"That place is for idiots."
"I'll…uh…take you to the Owlery!"
"I'm allergic to animals."
"Wow! Really?"
"No. I just don't want to go out with you."
"Come on, Evans! You'll have a good time, I promise."
"No."
"I'll take you to the Shrieking Shack!"
"Why would I ever want to go to some broken down old house?"
"Because they say it's haunted!"
"So? If it's ghosts you're talking about, Hogwarts is haunted, too."
"I'll buy you a butterbeer."
"I don't want to!"
"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on -"
"FINE! JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!"
"Yes!"