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Lily, about Bellatrix: I like her, she has that, what do you call it?
Regulus: Cold blooded ruthlessness?
Lily: No, that’s not it.
Lily: Ah, a knife, she has a knife.
Lucius, about a fight between Bellatrix and Severus: It scares me how many knives were involved.
Lily: There… weren’t any knives involved though?
Lucius: That’s what scares me.
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Narcissa, about a fight between Lily and Severus: It scares me how many knives were involved.
Regulus: There… weren’t any knives involved though?
Narcissa: That’s what scares me.
*The squad is over at Narcissa's house*
Lucius: Ohhhh, we each get our own oven?
Narcissa: ... N-No...
Narcissa, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have???
Lucius, motioning to her kitchen: Three, I thought!
Bellatrix: I see a-
Narcissa, motioning to one device: This is a microwave.
Lucius: Oh, well I-
Narcissa: Hey wait wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*
Narcissa, amazed: Its got a bake setting!
Regulus: Ohoho, you learn something new every day!
Severus: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?
Narcissa: Now I've just discovered I have more ovens than I thought, we don't have to roshambo nothin!
Narcissa: I am a woman who owns four ovens...
Narcissa, louder and way too happy: I am a woman... who owns FOUR OVENS...
Narcissa: I didn't know I was so rich with ovens...
Lily, pointing to another appliance: Also the toaster oven!
Narcissa:
Lucius: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!
Narcissa:
Narcissa, fucking ECSTATIC: I AM A WOMAN WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS
Severus: So we're gathered here today for a very special reason and I think you'll all agree with me here.
Severus: And if you don't well then fuck you.
Severus: I'm looking at you, Bellatrix, you jealous mop.
Severus: You read my diary?
Bellatrix: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
Regulus, barging in: Syphilis!
Severus:
Regulus:
Severus: Pardon?
Severus: So what’s for dinner?
Regulus: I can’t tell you, it’s a soup-prise!
Severus: …
Severus: Is it soup?
Regulus: I soup-pose it could be! *winks*
Severus: Please, enough with the soup puns!
Regulus: Wow, you’re soup-per mean.
Severus: STOP!
*one hour later*
Severus: It’s fucking tacos?!?!?!
Severus: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Lucius: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?
Severus: No! Four to five seconds!
Lucius: Too late!!!