24. I am not allowed to paint the house elves blue and call them smurfs.
Hermione wanted to smack her two best friends. They were idiots, and they had finally reached a new low. Even though she didn't particularly like Kreacher, she was still against this type of treatment.
"Harry James Potter! Ronald Billius Weasley! You come here. RIGHT. NOW."
The two men came in from the kitchen, and somehow had the gall to look sheepish.. They smiled when they saw Kreacher and ducked when the house elf threw a pen knife at them. They glared at it, and then looked up at their female friend.
"Fix this right now. Kreacher is not a Smurf, not even if you paint him blue."