MEMOS
Have you seen Rolanda around this morning?
Not at all, why?
If you do, tell her that I have gone into Hogsmeade.
But you haven't.
I know that, you dolt!
Oh, so you want me to lie for you.
Essentially, yes.
What did you do wrong this time?
I might have accidentally taken away her favourite broomstick.
Whatever would possess you to do that?
Revenge. It is a horrid thing, Albus. Its shadow looms dark over the sunshine and hides all goodness until you are finally able to banish it.
This conversation is getting too deep.
Says you, Mr. Happiness-Can-Be-Found-Even-In-The-Darkest-Of-Times.
Touché. What are you getting revenge for?
She. Touched. My. Cloak.
She touched your cloak?
Yes.
Is that all?
I don't think you quite understand the gravity of the situation, Albus.
No. You're quite right, I don't.
Rolanda is the messiest eater in all of history.
Yes, we've all seen her after dinner, but what does that have to do with this?
She ate peanut butter today… with her fingers!
And?
It is all over my brand new cloak.
So scourgify it?
One does not simply scourgify a Morgana Wisten cloak!
I thought I was the one who had good dress sense.
Excuse me?
Running already.
A/N: Lord of the Rings reference, anybody?