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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one takes place between Hermione and Ron. I think it's somewhere like the Common Room after midnight or maybe at the Burrow. It doesn't really matter. Well, it goes Ron, Hermione, Ron, Hermione, etc.
~~Flattery~~
"Did you always think we were meant to be together?"
"No."
"Me neither."
"We didn't get along well at the very first, did we?"
"No, we didn't."
"I hated you, actually. You weren't very kind."
"And you were too smart. You always had the answers before anyone else could even think."
"I was a very smart girl."
"Was? You are a very smart girl."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Ronald Weasley."
"On the contrary. It gets me everywhere."
"You're so...guy-like."
"Makes sense. I'm a guy."
"Yes, but you don't have to act so...cocky."
"Why not? Like I said, I'm a guy. I think being cocky is part of our gender."
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
"Oh, come on. What's the fun in being a teenager if you can't say a little innuendo now and then?"
"Wow, Ron. 'Innuendo'. Four syllables."
"See? You're very smart. I'm not even sure I know how us one syllable, much less four."
"You're terrible."
"Ah, 'Mione, flattery will get you nowhere, remember?"
"I wasn't flattering you."
"No?"
"No."
"You know, you're really not a lot of fun."
"Ron!"
"Well, it's true."
"You're terrible."
"So you've said."
"Okay, fine. We've established so far that I'm smart, you're terrible, and flattery will get us nowhere. We've had a very redundant conversation."
"All right, I'm not entirely sure what 'redundant' means, but I do know that we've been having more of a quarrel than a conversation."
"I was not quarreling."
"Yes, you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"Yes, you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"And we're off into another exciting round of the Granger vs. Weasley Argument!"
"Sarcasm doesn't get you anywhere."
"And neither does flattery, right?"
"Shut up."
"You know, Hermione, all of your advice sounds remarkably similar."
"More big words, Ron. Bravo."
"You know, I like you better as a brainy know-it-all rather than a smart- alecky bi--"
"Ronald Weasley! What would your mother say of such language?"
"--imbo. What's your problem? Like I'd ever really say a bad word."
"Don't play innocent with me. I've heard you say many, uh, profanities from you when you've simply stubbed your toe! I wouldn't put it past you to use them at other times."
"You're such a kill joy."
"Sometimes."
"All the time."
"Not all the time."
"Yes, all the time."
"What about last night?"
"Okay, not all the time."
"Thank you."
"Most of the time."
"You're terrible."
"So I've heard."
"What will it take to, oh, I don't know, raise your opinion of me?"
"Well, if you keep staying flirty like that, I'd say that my opinion of you would rise faster."
"Flattery will get--"
"--me nowhere. I know, I know."
"Go on. What else about me?"
"Ah! You see? Flattery can get me everywhere!"
"That is, if I let it."
"Right."
"Right. Now, go on."
"Well, I would like it very much if you'd do that little eyelash batty thing you do...Yes! That's it! And if you'd do that little leg thing, you know. The rubby one? Right, uh, that one, yes. I, um, heh, is it a bit hot in here or is it just me? Um, anyways, uh, I...I can't remember the rest of what you can do. I'm a bit, uh, heh..."
"Distracted?"
"Uh-huh. Exactly..."
"Then I'll stop."
"What? No, no, I didn't mean stop..."
"Why not?"
"Because, pretty quick, you'll do that purry thing, you know..."
"This purry thing?..."
"Right..."
"And then?"
"Then...then...I don't know..."
"...then you say?..."
"Right, right...I love you..."
"Good."
"See? I told you. Flattery gets me everywhere."
"You're terrible."
"I know."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one takes place between Hermione and Ron. I think it's somewhere like the Common Room after midnight or maybe at the Burrow. It doesn't really matter. Well, it goes Ron, Hermione, Ron, Hermione, etc.
~~Flattery~~
"Did you always think we were meant to be together?"
"No."
"Me neither."
"We didn't get along well at the very first, did we?"
"No, we didn't."
"I hated you, actually. You weren't very kind."
"And you were too smart. You always had the answers before anyone else could even think."
"I was a very smart girl."
"Was? You are a very smart girl."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Ronald Weasley."
"On the contrary. It gets me everywhere."
"You're so...guy-like."
"Makes sense. I'm a guy."
"Yes, but you don't have to act so...cocky."
"Why not? Like I said, I'm a guy. I think being cocky is part of our gender."
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
"Oh, come on. What's the fun in being a teenager if you can't say a little innuendo now and then?"
"Wow, Ron. 'Innuendo'. Four syllables."
"See? You're very smart. I'm not even sure I know how us one syllable, much less four."
"You're terrible."
"Ah, 'Mione, flattery will get you nowhere, remember?"
"I wasn't flattering you."
"No?"
"No."
"You know, you're really not a lot of fun."
"Ron!"
"Well, it's true."
"You're terrible."
"So you've said."
"Okay, fine. We've established so far that I'm smart, you're terrible, and flattery will get us nowhere. We've had a very redundant conversation."
"All right, I'm not entirely sure what 'redundant' means, but I do know that we've been having more of a quarrel than a conversation."
"I was not quarreling."
"Yes, you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"Yes, you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"And we're off into another exciting round of the Granger vs. Weasley Argument!"
"Sarcasm doesn't get you anywhere."
"And neither does flattery, right?"
"Shut up."
"You know, Hermione, all of your advice sounds remarkably similar."
"More big words, Ron. Bravo."
"You know, I like you better as a brainy know-it-all rather than a smart- alecky bi--"
"Ronald Weasley! What would your mother say of such language?"
"--imbo. What's your problem? Like I'd ever really say a bad word."
"Don't play innocent with me. I've heard you say many, uh, profanities from you when you've simply stubbed your toe! I wouldn't put it past you to use them at other times."
"You're such a kill joy."
"Sometimes."
"All the time."
"Not all the time."
"Yes, all the time."
"What about last night?"
"Okay, not all the time."
"Thank you."
"Most of the time."
"You're terrible."
"So I've heard."
"What will it take to, oh, I don't know, raise your opinion of me?"
"Well, if you keep staying flirty like that, I'd say that my opinion of you would rise faster."
"Flattery will get--"
"--me nowhere. I know, I know."
"Go on. What else about me?"
"Ah! You see? Flattery can get me everywhere!"
"That is, if I let it."
"Right."
"Right. Now, go on."
"Well, I would like it very much if you'd do that little eyelash batty thing you do...Yes! That's it! And if you'd do that little leg thing, you know. The rubby one? Right, uh, that one, yes. I, um, heh, is it a bit hot in here or is it just me? Um, anyways, uh, I...I can't remember the rest of what you can do. I'm a bit, uh, heh..."
"Distracted?"
"Uh-huh. Exactly..."
"Then I'll stop."
"What? No, no, I didn't mean stop..."
"Why not?"
"Because, pretty quick, you'll do that purry thing, you know..."
"This purry thing?..."
"Right..."
"And then?"
"Then...then...I don't know..."
"...then you say?..."
"Right, right...I love you..."
"Good."
"See? I told you. Flattery gets me everywhere."
"You're terrible."
"I know."
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