Here's to all my reviewers!
Frank: I'll try to make my chappies longer, I swear!
hypercutie05: I'm glad that you like it, but so WHAT if I want to keep one story to myself! By the way, Sam is just a character that I made up.
Disclaimer: I STILL don't own HP!
Fred: -fixes Quote Quill Earplug- So, you're SURE that this plan is foolproof?
George: YES, for the fifth time!
Fred: Don't get your pink panties in a twist; I'm just making sure that you won't screw up!
George: -sighs impatiently- Come on, let's do this. Bill said that he gets home at 5:00 and it's -looks at clock- 5:30, so we don't have anything to worry about.
Fred: -sticks his head into the fireplace- -throws Floo Powder- Bill's house!
-sounds of banging and, "Ow!" are heard-
Bill: -mumbles- No, that's all wrong, he miscalculated- -looks up- -jumps- GAH! Fred! What are you doing here?
Fred: Erm…well…you see…
Bill: -nods- Girl troubles, eh?
Fred: -sheepishly- Yeah…
Bill: Buy her flowers and chocolate, kiss her, and tell her that you'll never cheat on her again and that she's the only one for you.
Fred: Actually…I…kinda…screwed up on something.
Bill: Did you yell at her?
Fred: -mumbles incoherently-
Bill: You told her WHAT!
Fred: That she was scolding me for an accident, she only cared about her future, she doesn't know what's best for me, and that she only cares about herself…
Bill: So, in other words you told her that she was a shallow, good-for-nothing person?
Fred: WHY does it seem like I'm the only one who can't paraphrase?
Bill: Don't know. Now, what does this girl look like?
Fred: Well, she has these sparkling hazel eyes with flecks of gold and green in them, and her hair is thick, coppery and curly. She's slim and athletic, but she also loves to read. She just graduated from apprenticeship last year, and she has a temper.
Bill: -scribbles on a piece of parchment- -looks at the parchment- Crap…
Fred: Why don't I like the tone of that?
Bill: Does she look like this? -holds up an amazingly accurate drawing of Sam-
Fred: Crap, yeah!
Bill: When you describe her like that, she sounds like a Mary-Sue-
Fred: HAH?
Bill: A girl with absolutely no flaws whatsoever. Does she have any flaws?
Fred: She's clumsy, she almost always says yes to anything unless she really doesn't want to, she gets zits when she's nervous, and she hits. Hard.
Bill: Okay, she's not exactly a Mary-Sue (A/N: I hope). But by your looks description of her, she could be unavailable within the hour.
Fred: SERIOUSLY?
Bill: Don't tell me you've never noticed! Geezome, Fred, you are seriously blind sometimes.
Fred: Thanks.
Bill: You're welcome. Now, the way I see it is that you let your temper up at LEAST three notches too high, and it got the better of you. I can also tell that there's a little to a lot of…ROMANTIC tension between you two, so you both obviously like each other at least a LITTLE more than a friend.
Fred: Has your brain been washed out? Sam and I are just FRIENDS, you -loud beeping sound- idiot!
Bill: Geezome, Fred, take a chill pill. I'm just stating my opinion.
Fred: -grumbleglareIhateyouBill-
Bill: Here's some advice: when you get back, next time you see her, take her in your arms and promise that you'll never hurt her again and that she'll be safe in your arms.
Fred: Will it work?
Bill: It worked with all the girls I went out with. -raucous laughing-
Fred: Shut up. -pulls head from fire-
A/N: Ooookay, PLEASE TELL ME THAT SHE ISN'T A MARY-SUE I AM TRYING MY HARDEST! No flames are allowed.