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Some sprawling manor at the top of a hill, or one of those posh parties you're invited to. The last one we went to, I spotted a greenhouse. I think the host mentioned a collection of exotic orchids or whatever.

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Need I remind you that I usually need to make an appearance at these parties that isn't with my pants down?

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[reparo]

You needn't, you remind me every time.

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But you do also happen to drag me to the darker corners first, Barty, so methinks the archeologist doth protest.

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Ah, but I'll keep my word.

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What's the point of a greenhouse if it's not for a tryst during a private event?

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Growing plants?

Don't ask me, I'm not herbologist.

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I could ask Neville, but no - that doesn't sound right. Damp, dark places where the music and the noise of a high society party is dim enough for every heated breath to be louder?
The plants are collateral.

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Not to mention the possibility of leaving evidence.
Fogging up the glass.
Smudging it.

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That part is my favourite. That and the conveniently tall work tables.

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I hadn't thought about those.
It's almost like they're planning for it.

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Thus proving my point that greenhouse owners are perverts.

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Does that include your friend?

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I have no doubt. It's the quiet ones.

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Not that you know anything about being quiet.

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I could try.

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Not in the greenhouse, you won't.

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Is that a challenge or an order?

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Which one would work better?

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They would both work, but the execution might be different depending on which it is.

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Let's call it a challenge, for now.

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A challenge, then?
I have a spell for that. I can cast it wandlessly, it doesn't last forever, I wouldn't even need you to dispell it.
Now ask me what it would be like if you made it an order.

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Alright, I'll bite.
What if I'd ordered you to be vocal, Hermione?

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You'd never find a more vocal woman.
You might have to cover my mouth if you wanted me to not betray our location to everyone else in a two mile radius.

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That's one hell of a spell.