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I never get what I want.

I wonder how quickly I can get the Slytherin common room password? Faster than you can get Gryffindor's, I'm supposing...

Really? There's no one who's horribly disappointed that the Mudblood always comes first?

You want to make a bet with me? Knowing full well that I'll do anything to win this? You're very foolish.

Nope, not a one. They all know why the school has to write your name on the top of the lists.

How do you know I don't already have it?

That's not what I used to hear about Daddy.

Shut up about my father, Granger. You do not talk about my parents. At all.

You play nice, and I will. You said you didn't want my pity or my honesty, so deal.

I never play nice.

Oh, I want your honesty. I said, I didn't trust you to give it. And I was right.

Then neither will I. A nice balance, isn't it?

Actually, I was honest with you. Apparently, you don't appreciate that sort of gift when you see it, so I'm retracting the offer. We can play by your terms, if you keep after me like you do.

It really is a pity. You had so many things right that I couldn't see, and now that I do, you're still an idiot.

You were honest? You don't know how to masturbate - that's just crap, Granger.

And what do you think my terms are?

You can stop flattering me any day now, Granger, I'm still not interested in you. But yes, I was right. I usually am.

Never said I didn't know, said I didn't know how often. That's a truth.

Being an insufferable bastard.

Nnn...no, you're not usually right, just wonderfully right about this particular line of thought. But that's not really you, is it, just a Slytherin sort of thing.

It's not as if you're hands are glued to your fanny, is it? Once a day, twice a week. It's not that hard.

Those would be rotten rules for a game. I don't think you've thought this through.

Any means to reach a goal? Yes, we're rather known for that one. The Hat sings about it every year, it's not as if it's a secret plan or anything.

What, do you schedule it? You probably do. Ew.

And yet you've managed to convince me that's the only way you're willing to play. With me, at least. Why shouldn't I return the favour? Until you determine otherwise, I will be a complete and utter bitch.

More than that.

Screw you , Granger, I do not.

You've always been that. Why should now be any different.

All right, now I'm curious. Just what is it that you've discovered about Slytherins?

Ew. Now who's touchy about the topic?

Believe me, you clearly don't realize the definition.

No.

I'm always touchy about my dick. If you had one, you'd know why.

Suit yourself, Granger, I'm not the one gagging for it.

I'm so glad not to have one, thanks.

You wish.

In your dreams.

Have fun with that.

Anyways, I'd best be off, Zabini wants to shag Harry, apparently, I do feel I should say something.

To warn Potter or to help Blaise out? I'm sure the two of them have it well in hand without you, Granger.

A make the opportunity worth my while.

Oh. You want to watch. Well, I don't see the appeal, but to each their own, yes?

Give me the password, and I'll see what I can do.

Hardly. You wouldn't understand.

No.

Try and explain it to me, and see.

What are we, buddies now? No, I'll pass. You'll have to try harder than that.

Zabini told me a Gryffindor knows the Slytherin password, by the way. Of course, he says a lot of things. Obviously.

Ah, but you wanted to bet if you could get it. And obviously you haven't been able to. Pity.

I will.

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