HOGWAAAAAARTS!

(You're minding your own business when draco walks in) Draco: Hey you filthy Mudblood! What are doing? You: Reading a Murder novel. Draco: WHAT?! You: Not for you. Draco: Few! You had me scarced for a second! I thought we were digging my grave! You: (Knocks him out) We did! What you don't like being afriad? (Harry walks in) Harry: It's a douse of your own Medicine! You: What you don't like how it tastes? My therapist told me not to bury my issuses! But to be honest I'm feeling great!