I want someone I can share my entire life with who will leave me alone most of the time.
I love you enough to irritate hundres of people by expressing it on Facebook.
The Sorting Hat has spoken, and it says I belong in your house.
Hey! Are you the railgun? Cause I can feel a spark.
I kinda like you (actually I'm madly in love with you and absolutely adore you but can't actually say that because it sounds creepy).
I like you more than Umbridge likes pink. And torture.
Let's go on a date to see how expensive everything has gotten since we were actually single.
You remind me of a Happy Meal...because I'm going to make you come with a toy inside.
I'm scared of getting pregnant, so do you want to go up to my room & test out all of my condoms?
(Your place or mine?) Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.