"Yeah." said Hermione.
"Cool." said Sienna. She hasn't said much since her breakup with Fred, but at least she's been eating.
As the group made their way out to the Quidditch field, they saw Fred and George taking bets. Sienna looked away muttering, "Just ignore him, just ignore him." and she did.
A little while later, there was some random guy passing out a Pascal lamb.
"What was that for?" said Zoe.
"Well," said Kendall, "in Mrs. Trees's class, she talked about how one of the mosaic laws said that no one could pass out a Pascal lamb to a stranger."
"That makes no sense!" exclaimed Zoe.
"Email me if you don't get it." said Kendall.
"Or me!" cried Ajax.
"Yeah, but I think she would probably want to email me." said a guy behind the group.
"Hey! You're that guy!" said Chloe, "Erm-Handrew Kyle!"
"No, no, no. I think it was Randrew Zyle." said Mia.
"I thought it was Gandrew Fyle." said Zoe.
"Or maybe Nandrew Jyle." said Kendall.
"Could have been Wandrew Qyle." said Zoe.
"What kind of last name is Qyle?" said Sienna but the girls ignored her.
"Bandrew Vyle?" commented Chloe.
"Pandrew Iyle?" said Mia.
"Sandrew Eyle?" suggested Zoe.
"Xandrew Nyle?" said Ajax.
"Just like the Nile River!" said Kendall.
"No, Kendall, you little barf! N-y-l-e not N-i-l-e!" said Ajax.
"Wandrew Ryle?" continued Mia.
After about ten minutes of figuring out the guy's name, it came to Chloe.
"Andrew Pyle!" said Chloe.
"No!" said the guy. "What kind of stupid name is that? I'm Landrew Myle."
"Oh." chorused the girls.
So all the girls and Landrew Myle took their seats in the Quidditch Pitch.
So Harry battled a dragon, Ron and Harry made up, Harry got a screeching egg, etc. etc....
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