~ Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville are on the Hogwarts Express going to school. I own nothing. ~
Ron: Why can't they leave him alone?
Neville: Who?
Ron: That poor leprechaun off the Muggle cold cereal commercial.
Neville: Ron, have you lost your mind?
Ron: No! I'm serious. I was watching TV with Hermione and Ginny when this commercial for this breakfast cereal came up.
Neville: And what happened?
Ron: It's too bad; I mustn't say.
Neville: Ron, it was a bloody commercial. Just tell me.
Ron (eyes watering): They kept trying to take his cereal. They wouldn't leave him alone. He kept trying to get away from the kids but they'd steal his cereal. I kept thinking about how that feels and why can't they just eat someone else's breakfast cereal.
Harry (in corner): Ron, why are you getting so worked up?
Hermione (in corner adjacent): It's just a way to get you to buy the cereal. Come on Harry. Let's finish our game.
Ron (aghast): What?! Why would you want to eat the cereal of some poor creature who can't keep all the children away? Do you want to add to its misery?!
Neville (to himself): You're starting to sound like Hermione when she goes off on Spew.
Hermione: Why I never! Neville, that was rude! I do not "go off" on Spew and it's not "Spew" anyway. It's S.P.E.W. for god's sake. Get it right! And I, whereas Ron is moaning about television, have a good point and an active cause.
Harry: Hermione, for the last time, they LIKE being slaves. It makes them feel like they have a purpose. Now do you want to take away the good feeling they get from working? That's cruel. You're taking away their purpose and therefore, they're point of living. If they don't work, they have no point. Besides, if they didn't like it, they'd overthrow us. They're magic is just as good, if not better, than ours.
Hermione: Whatever. I'm still going to free them.
Neville: Hermione, its times like this when you are at the lowest point in your intelligence.
Ron: Oh look. We better change into our robes, because we're here.