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"None of us are ugly though." says a soft female voice.
"Hmm, Vitya's kind of ugly." answers a low male counterpart.
"I disagree." replies the girl, somewhat petutantly.
"Hah! Take that, Mr Vain." barks a second male, in a harsh, piercing voice like an eagle's cry.
"Of course you disagree, Lina." growls the first male.
Three pairs of eyes flit back and forth, studying one or the other foe. One or the other opponent for the precious thing sitting between them. A nice hat, a very nice hat. A black…not exactly a cowboy hat, more like a Western villain's hat…a cowboy hat that hasn't had its brim turned up. Anyway, it's beautiful, and all three people covet it greatly. Viktor attempted to say it wouldn't suit a girl, but only ugly people, i.e men, but that basic bitch attempt to knock a competitor out was shot down in flames.
"Your head is too small, Alusya." Reaching over in a way that would get him shot if anyone were holding either a gun or a wand, Yuri, the first male, musses Alina's pretty blonde hair, earning himself a retaliatory punch to the arm from Viktor Krum.
Alina also retaliates, in her customary manner. "And your head is too fat, Yura."
"Yes, because it's full of brains."
"Full of evil schemes, more like." Viktor, having stepped closer to the hat thanks to his sudden burst of violence, edges even closer. However, he's so tall that it's as if a mountain is attempting to sneak into a children's play pit, and his friends watch him, nonplussed.
"Who's scheming now, Vitya."
"How dare you."
While the men lock eyes and attempt to wrestle each other into submission that way, Alina casts stupefy at both and makes off, giggling, with the headgear.