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During Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Sometimes you can change the world. It isn't hard.
Sometimes you have to struggle to achieve what's right.
And, sometimes, just sometimes, you have to go with the flow.
"Ron, maybe you should give up…" Dean said, smirking as he looked at a paper the redhead had just handed him.
Ron shook his head. "This is my one chance to get this to happen. I'm not giving up now."
Parvati looked over Dean's shoulder and snorted. "Like that's ever going to happen."
Ron became defensive. "Well, it could! Right?" he asked Seamus, who was passing by. The Irish boy just bit his lip to hold back his laughter and left the room, Ron glaring.
Lavender came forward. "What is it? What's Ron doing this time?" she asked Parvati.
The other girl, still smirking, took the sheet from Dean and gave it to her friend. Lavender raised her eyebrow at what it read and backed out of the room, shaking her head.
Biting his lip, Ron stomped his foot. "Well, if you guys don't help, it'll never happen!"
"Ron, it won't happen in the first place. Just leave it," said Dean.
"No! Don't you want to see Lockhart gone?"
"Well, yeah, but this petition doesn't make any sense. I don't think that 'smells like peppermint' has anything to do with teaching skills," Parvati answered. "I just hope Hermione doesn't find this."