"The rape-kiss," Howell said. "I've been thinking about it. I think you owe me for it." He wasn't sure he bought her story about the essays, but he'd let it go. It wasn't like they knew each other well.
"When you're not killing yourself with essays, we're going to go to Hogsmede. It'll be fun." He took another bite of the pear. "We can get something to eat and then look at quills or something."
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