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The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination. Robbie Ancrum. Sixth Year. Ravenclaw.

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Robbie, you know you want to do this with me! It will be a blast. Think of the thrill.

Ugggghhh don’t do this to me, man. You know I’m a sucker for adventure!

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I think you’ll be able to remind yourself well enough.

What’s your last name? 

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I think I broke my arm

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Not that hard.

Well aren’t you the expert flyer?

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“Exactly. Hence the darts.”

“Can I try one?”

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I think I broke my arm

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Mhmm…and why did you plummet?

Tricks are hard man!

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“So you didn’t have to go yet? I’m crossing my fingers for you that your interrogator is at least a nice one.”

Not yet, but it’s only a matter of time.

Is there even such a thing as a nice interrogator? 

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Must be the latter. The latest announcement was exactly what I meant, and I think it is a brilliant plan.

Right. Well. Remind me to steer clear of you in the future.

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All we have to do is sneak around the perimeter of the grounds, and make sure we don’t miss the gates. They won’t be locked, but we will have to be careful opening them. We could make it to Hogsmead, and back, within the night and never be seen or suspected.

Or we could just, yknow, wait until term begins and not commit a felony of breaking and entering...

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I’d rather know what sort of trouble I might get into rather than leave it up to chance. 

I like that response.

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“Peachy. Really great … being judged because of what you are always feels great.”

That’s awful, man.

I’m dreading the day I have to go. 

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I think I broke my arm

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And how did you manage that?

I was trying to work out this really cool trick on my broom! It was awesome! .....Until I plummeted. 

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No, I just…don’t make fun of me, alright? There was a black cat down the path and I didn’t want to take any chances and so this seemed like the best nearest alternative at the time.

So....you decided it was better to be dangerous than unlucky?

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“You misunderstood. Muggle inventions are the only thing keeping me from taking a wand to the Ministry’s ass myself.”

“Ohhhh,” he chuckled. “Hence the darts?”

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You actually have to listen this time, okay?

-pretends to put a hat over his head- My listening cap is on. Aaand go. -points at him-

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The Ministry’s new plan, obviously.

Right...I’ll just nod and pretend I know what you’re talking about because the last edict the Ministry issued wasn’t exactly the most fun thing in the world, so clearly I haven’t been paying attention well enough or we just have different opinions on what’s "productive.”

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“‘course. We all have to go sooner or later after all.”

I just didn’t know you went recently.

How was it? 

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She threw another dart. “Muggles. Smart people with these darts.”

“Muggles got you down? Why?”