861
I smell like my Great Aunt Tessie.

862
Murder me, Harry.

863
Leave it alone!

864
Poor kid. I bet she's alone in her room,
crying her eyes out.

865
- Who?
- Hermione, of course.

866
Come on, Harry, why do you think she
wouldn't tell us who she's coming with?

867
Because we'd take the mickey out of her
if she did.

868
Nobody asked her. Would've taken her
myself if she wasn't so bloody proud.

869
- Hello, boys.
- Hello, boys.

870
Don't you look...

871
...dashing.

872
There you are, Potter.
Are you and Miss Patil ready?

873
- Ready, professor?
- To dance.

874
It's traditional that the three champions...
Well, in this case, four.

875
Are the first to dance.

876
- Surely I told you that.
- No.

877
Well, now you know.

878
As for you, Mr. Weasley, you may proceed
into the Great Hall with Miss Patil.

879
- Oh, there you are.
- Come on, then.

880
Come along this way.