to love would be an awfully big adventure

I'm feeling rather lovely, thank you for asking.

Never mind. Forget I said anything. How are you, Ted?

To each their own, I suppose. I've had my fair share of disappointing Christmases but not one bad Christmas Eve.

Because on Christmas eve, you anticipate the next day; And everything becomes a whole lot more beautiful even if you end up disappointed the next day. I think that's the best part.

I think a few too many people got into the eggnog last night. The egg nog that I’m pretty sure was spiked with firewhiskey.

Unfortunately. No, I left early– though I can imagine.

Christmas is the best holiday ever! Something something somethingsomething falalalalaaaaaaa lala la la.

Tis the season to be jolly. You seem to fit the description.

You never fantasized about making out somewhere where you shouldn’t with someone that you shouldn’t? Don’t lie to me Cass. Ah Filch, you probably made his day, he loves breaking up couples through detentions. 

W-what? No, of course not. James! -smacks him in the arm- You're horrible, I tell you. -pretends to think- He did seem relatively happier when I brought them in. In all seriousness though, they're no longer my responsibility for now.

A bit much? I think the people that had to witness such atrocity; the swapping of saliva — would beg to differ. Might as well set an example, I’m sick of navigating through hallways with every wall plastered with people snogging like the world is about to end. Has anyone not heard of rooms? Have the decency to do it in private, not for everyone to see, for Godric’s sake. I have the disgusting images of them, sucking face, burned on my brain Doe, it’s sickening. So yes Dorcas, public humiliation or excrutiating dentention. I need to puke, or knock myself out. Whichever. Please, I think you already know the answer to that.

We should be the ones setting an example, but they're inclined to follow suit. -teasingly- Calm down, Marlene. We don't want you to blow up. I think detention, will do but I'll let Filch decide because it's his responsibility now... and I should probably forget about it. I do, I just wonder with you sometimes. You are so troubled, it has me worried.

I never really understood why we had a huge bath anyway. I have never wanted to bathe with the other prefects. That would be disgusting. Sorry, Cassie, I didn’t mean to insult you. What did you do with the little randy bastards?

Very much so. Of all things, the Prefects' bath! I never had ideas quite like those when I was their age– And I just realized how old I sound. I know you didn't, James. -bites her lip- What do you think I did? I took them to see Filch though I'm still contemplating my decision.

At the rate you’re going, you just might. Glad you’ve calmed down a bit though. No, no, giving them to Filch was right, trust me. It’ll teach them a lesson about behaviour in public and attemping to enter the Prefects’ Bathroom unauthorized. I’m hoping for public humiliation, but mind numbing punishments will have to suffice.

I am not going to have a stroke. Public humiliation, Marlene? Detention, yes but that's a bit much. If it were up to me, to be fair, they'd apologize to every Prefect including our Head Boy and Head Girl. Must you be so morbid?