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Draco, whilst grabbing Harry's hands: Dance with me, Potter.
Harry: Don't you have enough dead toenails to never want to dance with me again?
Draco: Oh, I do. But that she-weasel keeps staring at you again.
Harry: Ginny?
Draco: You're MY boyfriend. And I want to rub that in the face of EVERY girl in this dance hall in the grandest way possible. Toenails be damned.
Draco: Now, put your hands on my bum.
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