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Hermione: Beautiful day!
Ron: Gorgeous. Unless of course you've been ripped to pieces. 		Ron: I didn't mean to open it, Harry, it was badly wrapped, and they made me do it!
Twins: Did not!		 Ron: Spiders! They want me to tapdance! I don't wanna tapdance!
Harry: You tell those spiders, Ron. 		Ron: Shut your mouth, Malfoy.
Draco: Oooh, not very friendly.
Hermione: But they'll catch Black, won't they? I mean, everyone's looking for him.
Ron: Sure. Except, no one's ever broken out of Azkaban before and... he's a murderous, raving lunatic.
Harry: Thanks, Ron. 		Ron: She's gone mental, Hermione has! I mean, not that she wasn't always mental. But now it's out in the open for everyone to see! Harry: What's going on?
Ron: Probably Neville's forgotten the password again.
Neville: Hey!
Ron: Oh! You're there!		 Ron: Harry's got sort of a wonky cross, that's trials and suffering, and, that there could be the sun, and that's happiness. So, you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it.
Ron: Scabbers! You're alive!
Hermione: I think that means you owe someone an apology.
Ron: Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.
Hermione: I meant me!
Ron: How did you get there? I was talking to you there! Now you're there!
Hermione: What's he talking about, Harry?
Harry: I don't know. Honestly, Ron, how can somebody be in two places at once?
Ron: He looks a bit peaky, doesn't he?
Fred: Peaky? What do you expect? He fell over a hundred feet!
George: Yeah, c'mon Ron, let's walk you off the Astronomy Tower
Fred: and see what you look like!
Harry: Probably a right sight better than he normally does.
Ron: I'm warning you, Hermione, keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers, or I'll turn it into a tea cosy!
Hermione: It's a cat, Ronald, what do you expect? It's in his nature.
Ron: A cat, is that what they told you? Looks more like a pig with hair, if you ask me!
Hermione: That's rich, coming from the owner of that smelly old shoebrush! It's alright, Crookshanks. You just ignore the mean little boy.
Ron: Those weasels! They never told me about any Marauder's Map. Ron: Bloody hell, Harry. That was not funny!

*laughter*
 Ron: Your cat killed him!
Hermione: Did not!
Ron: Did.
Hermione: Didn't. 		Ron: Where did you come from?
Hermione: Me? Been here all this time.
Ron: What the bloody hell was that all about?
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