this world is mine for the taking

[He was running a little late, but spots the two up in the stands and hurries up] Sorry I’m late. I was in a session with- [realizes that they probably don’t care] Right. Anyway. Thanks for coming.

[Sally-Anne rolls her eyes.] Yeah, you’re just so handsome I can’t contain myself…

And yet you still talk to me..Oh, Cormac, you know I save it all for you. All my sarcastic remarks are clearly my way of dealing with you and your hot muscley muscles and dreamy smile. 

Hot muscles and dreamy smile, huh? 

You say “we” like you were invited, McLaggen, which is rather presumptuous of you.

You're perky and friendly as ever. 

God, I love the holidays.

And what exactly are we on a holiday from?

I don’t see many professional teams writing you owls, you would be lucky if the Cannons wanted you to play for them.

You couldn't pay me wear the Canons' kit, as a fan or otherwise. 

I don't care what you say,

How very kind of you indeed Cormac. Some how my mind had erased every memory of you without your shirt on. [she smirks, joking with him, but she had actually pushed those images to the back of her mind]

Sounds horrible -- guess I'll have to refresh your memory. 

Well, the Weasel, for one, but some third years as well- both parties are severely lacking in intelligence, so I suppose we can’t blame them.

That's your problem, then, innit? Don't believe a thing Weasley tells you about league Quidditch.Third years have the excuse of being third years, but he's fucking delusional like every other Canons fan out there.

Oh yes, you are such the bad boy. But you know Cormac there are a lot of girls who see a bloke in a relationship and he becomes ten times more attractive to them. So you could be getting even more action out of this deal. Win, win.

Exactly my thinking! Great minds and all of that.

What, are you stupid?

What idjit's been telling you the Cannons are going to win a match, let alone a bloody title? That's laughable.

Thank you. I actually really do appreciate you helping me.

I can be nice and helpful when I want to be. [shrugs, and then adds in mock-seriousness] Don’t you go and get all mushy on me about it, or tell anyone. It’ll ruin my bad boy appeal with all the other lasses.