"Okay Goyle, let's play a game."
"Ex - scuse - em - WA?!"
"Ugh, fine. Crabbe, do you want to play a game with me?"
"Oh COME ON CRABBE! Please?"
"What if I give you a cookie?"
*Vaguely interested grunt*
"You drive a hard bargain.... What about ten cookies complete with sparkly unicorn decorations then?"
*Very very excited grunt*
"So you'll play?"
*Grunt that sounds slightly less like a dead zombie*
"WHY WON'T YOU GUYS PLAY WITH ME?????"
"PWEASE PWEASE PWAY?????"
"Look, I'm giving you four hundred and fifty unicorn cookies but that is IT."
*Grunt that sounds sort of like the word okay*
"YAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! WOOP WOOP!! WOOP WOOP!!!! WOOOOOPPPPPPPP!!!!!!"
"OMDP you guys that is IT. That is really really it. Now I'm giving you one last chance to play with me..."
"You're gonna regret this.."
*Grunt which sounds a bit like go away*
"So long losers. I'm refusing to play with you. See how you like that? Are you angry? Are you cross? Are you going to CRY like the big boring babies you are???"
"No? NO? Well I'm sure at least my stolen piece of PansywansywansywoowhoisbythewayWAYmoreinterestingandexcitingthanyouboringslobs's homework which I TOTALLY DO NOT keep under my pillow at night and read it bedtime stories about my fantastic adventures and kiss good morning like I would to her if she would only recognise my supreme awesomeness will appreciate me.. Right? You will won't you? Won't you????"
*Grunt from under Draco's pillow*
*Grunt which could quite possibly be confused with I told you so*
*Grunt from Crabbe*
*Grunt from Goyle*
*Grunt grunt grunt*
*Gruntity gruntity grunt*
*Excited Grunt grunt grunt grunt grunt grunt grunt*
"Wait... Erm.... Grunt?"
*More silence from under Draco's pillow*
"Well you lot are all FUN AND GAMES today....."