Chapter Four: The Last Li'l Bit

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Harry returned to the Common Room and screamed. Ron and Hermione were kissing.

"HARRY!" Hermione gasped, "Please - don't tell anyone about this!"

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm...what's in it for me?" Harry asked hopefully.

"How about a galleon?"

"Two."

"One."

"Two."

"One and ten sickles."

"One and sixteen sickles."

"One and fifteen."

"Two."

"One and fifteen."

"Two - no, FIVE!" Harry suddenly remembered.

"Two."

"Five!"

"Two.

"FIVE!" Harry burst into tears and screamed like a baby, "RON AND HERMIONE WERE - "

"OK, five it is!" Hermione said quickly, handing over the gold.

"Hehehe," Harry laughed, "There's fifteen galleons! Now I can buy the chocolate!"

And he ran out of the portrait hole, even though it was night.

"Huh? Whatever," Hermione leapt on Ron again.