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.
