"En garde!"

"Take that, you narrow-minded little know-it-all!"

"I don't think so!"

"Ah ha! Got you!"

"Hey! That hurt!"

"Now who has the emotional capacity of a teaspoon? Eh? Who does?"

*mumbles*

"What was that? Couldn't quite hear you."

"Shaddup, Ron."

"Aw, but it's such fun!"

*poke*

"Oh, now you're asking for it, Miss Granger."

"Am I, Mr. Weasley? We'll see about that!"

*prodding abound*

*thud*

"What was that? You know there's no physical contact allowed!"

"Well, I just changed the rules, Miss Granger."

At this point Harry walks in, looking thoroughly shocked at the scene that lies before him. Leaving a very red Ron and a flustered Hermoine, he closed the door as quickly as was possible.