"Romilda, why did you try and slip me a love potion?" Harry asked. "I mean, you're quite pretty, surely you don't need to resort to that, and you don't really know me. How can you love me?"
"Love has nothing to do with it, Harry. I'm just hot for you, and I know you'd never give me a second look. Not when you're famous and every beautiful girl in the school is panting over you," Romilda answered.
"You're barking," Harry retorted. "Besides, you're pretty enough."
"Pretty enough to shag?"
Harry turned crimson.
"Are you serious?"
"Completely."
"Uhh..."
"You're a virgin," Romilda declared, grinning.
"Well, yeah. Aren't you?"
"Come with me, Harry, and then ask that question again. That is, if you need to."
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"Love has nothing to do with it, Harry. I'm just hot for you, and I know you'd never give me a second look. Not when you're famous and every beautiful girl in the school is panting over you," Romilda answered.
"You're barking," Harry retorted. "Besides, you're pretty enough."
"Pretty enough to shag?"
Harry turned crimson.
"Are you serious?"
"Completely."
"Uhh..."
"You're a virgin," Romilda declared, grinning.
"Well, yeah. Aren't you?"
"Come with me, Harry, and then ask that question again. That is, if you need to."
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