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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5721324/25/"Yeah, that's true. He has to go down," Hermione agreed.
"Speaking of going down," Harry chuckled, his eyebrows wiggling like mad.
For a second, Hermione didn't get it, but when it clicked with her, she couldn't suppress the urge to roll her eyes. "Honestly, Harry. You're thinking of that, down here?" she chided her overeager boyfriend.
"I don't remember you ever complaining before," Harry shrugged and shot her his lopsided killer-grin. "And just think of it. We are undisturbed, no time restriction, and given what enormous gits Salazar and Riddle were, I don't think they ever had a women down here. Except for Riddle, but he brought an eleven year old girl, that doesn't count. So we would be the first, a really historic event, don't you think?" he tried to convince her in jest.
To his surprise, Hermione cocked her head and took a long look around, examining her surroundings. "If your cleaning spells are up to the challenge, and we transfigure a bed and some walls so I don't have to look at that," she said, thumbing at the corpse, "I might agree to go down - in history," she finally said with a smirk and laughed out loud as Harry took a short look at the grimy floor and exchanged his normal wand for his battlewand, eager to comply.
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