She mimed gagging.  "I think you're mixing us up," she said.  "You were the one who went on and on about him all through school. Did you know that we used to have a jar in our bedroom, me and Daphne and Tracey and Millie?  Every time you said "Potter’ we would put a knut into it, and, when we had filled the jar, we would buy ourselves all the candy we could and sit around sucking on candy quills and looking at Witch Weekly. It was always a good party."