I think I'm gonna be sick meeting.

Okay.

Harry.

Ron.

Bloody hell.

We still sound like herself.

You need to sound more like crap.

Bloody hell.

Excellent.

But where's the Miley?

I don't think I'm going.

You go without me.

Hamani, you okay?

Just go.

You're wasting time.

Come on.

I think the slithering common rooms this way.

Okay, Excuse May.

What do you joined up?

I mean, what are you doing down here?

I happen to be a school prefect.

You, on the other hand, have no business wandering the corridors at this time of night.

What's your names again?

Uh, I'm crap.

Where have you to be picking out from the Great Hall all this time while you were in glasses?

Uh um, Reading, Reading what?

Didn't take a break on.

What are you doing down here, weaselly?

Mind your attitude, Malfoy.