Hermione: “See that girl over there, she’s trying to smother you a love potion.”
Harry: “Really?”
Hermione: *snaps* “Hey! She’s only interested in you because she thinks you’re the Chosen One!”
Harry: “But I am the Chosen One”
Hermione: *SMACK*
Harry: “Kidding.”
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