#3

MORE! YAY!

Harry's face turned a bright shade of red as he bellowed an order.

"STRIP DANCE, DRACO! ISABELLE DEMANDS IT! "

As expected, Draco could not contain his laughter.

"Who demands it?"

Harry's moment of channelling died and free will returned in time for his next retort.

"Izzy."

Not much of a retort, Harry. Isabelle decided she did not like the nickname.

"Why are you calling me that?"

Confused as Harry already was, this did not help his situation much. He managed a rather articulate gesture downward with an jab.

"It's short for Isabelle," he finally decided, then added with a flourish, "Duh."

Unwilling to exchange insults with an idiot but unable to hold back a return "Duh", Isabelle explained that she had been wondering why Harry was calling her that, not why.

After more than a minute of silence had elapsed, Harry shot back a loaded, "because." But by then, he had lost the argument and to regain pride he poked Isabelle and accompanied the action with a voiced, "Poke. Hee."