Hey, guys, meet me on the field of honor AT DAWN!

Erm... sorry, Nev, but I never do anything "AT DAWN!"

I sEcOnD tHaT.

Luna, why are you writing like that?

It'S oRiGiNaL.

O...kay, then. Hey, wasn't Seamus supposed to be making up some sort of secret code?

Psst, Ginny! "The moon falls on the cheese eye."

...It does? Since when?

It's code for we need to meet tonight.

Be CaReFuL wHo YoU tRuST.

•••

Evening, everyone!

What in the bloody hell are you so cheerful for, Neville?

Merlin, Ginny, I didn't know it was a crime to be happy anymore.

SeAmUs?

Yeah?

ShUt Up.

Shutting.

According to the Carrows, it's a crime. Or at least they act like that.

Hey, guys, just got the news. Why are we meeting tonight?

Because SOME PEOPLE *coughGinnyWeasleycough* are too chicken to meet me on the field of honor AT DAWN!

Good lord, Neville, we all know this so-called "field of honor" is really just the bloody Quidditch pitch. And you'd probably show up wearing a suit of armor that you "borrowed" from the dungeon statue.

THANK YOU, Parvati.

But...but...the field of honor is—

SWEET MOTHER OF MERLIN, NEVILLE, IT'S NOT A REAL DAMN PLACE!

Uh oh, Nev, she's raging in all caps.

GiNnY, fOr MeRlIn'S sAkE, pUt ThE mEaT cLeAvEr DoWn—DoWn, I sAy!

THIS-IS-SPARTAAA!

Damn it.

Run, bro.