Lion's Den
"Come on, darling" her voice was sickly sweet and held nothing but affection.
"Don't speak to me in that tone of voice!" he had nothing but venom in his, looking at her like she was nothing but a bug under his shoe.
"Ron…" she paused. "Please, don't be like this."
"I thought I could do this Rita," Ron replied. "I really thought I could, but I can't… I can't keep being your source. I'm hurting my best friend!"
"But can he do the things to you that I can?" Rita winked, moving her purple shirt down so it exposed her cleavage. Ron groaned and moved away from the woman. He used to drink in the sight of her in that particular state, fourteen year olds and their hormones, after all.
"No," Ron declined, "But I can get services elsewhere. Besides, no one likes a cheeky woman."
"You'll regret this, Ron Weasley." Rita said walking out of the tent that the two of them occupied. Ron let out a sigh of relief, not realizing he just walked into a dangerous lion's den.
Chocolate Frog Cards: Violet. Wink, Purple, Drink, Cheeky
Hopscotch: "Come on, darling", "Don't speak to me in that tone of voice!"
BINGO: Rita/Ron