"You know, all in all, minus the few minor setbacks… I had the time of my life with you guys."
Ron and Hermione just stared at him, incredulously.
"Wait, just hear me out. I know our lives were pretty stressful and dangerous… but we had each other. I never had anyone to rely on before I had you two. And then all of a sudden everything was happening, and I was in the middle of it all but, no matter what, you two were always there.
"And we had some great times, didn't we?"
Ron began to laugh. "Yeah, like when we had to ask those girls to the Ball? Mate, we were wrecked!"
"Hey, I didn't do too badly! You were the one who stumbled up to each girl! You kept insisting that if you just walked into them, they would fall in love."
"What about the time you were trying to convince Snape your essay deserved full marks?" laughed Hermione.
"That essay was bloody brilliant."
"You wrote seven words!" Harry cried.
"I covered the whole topic with those seven words."
Hermione shook her head, "What about when you were convinced you had Scrofungulus and refused to leave the Hospital Wing?"
"Oh right!" Harry exclaimed, "And you kept fake-coughing on everyone in the Wing. It caused a huge upset; half the class believed they had caught it from you!"
"Okay, is this just take-the-mickey-out-of-Ron day? I was a child then-"
"That was the end of last year, Ronald!"
"What about Harry? When he woke me up to tell me he's in love with my sister? I don't know why you thought 3 AM would be the best time-"
"I assumed if you were only half-awake you wouldn't be in the mood to punch me."
Hermione grinned, "Or when Moaning Myrtle started following him to every room through the pipes, and he tried to blend into walls so that maybe she wouldn't notice?
"Remember the first time he tried Firewhiskey?" Ron asked, "He couldn't stand up straight and kept knocking the cauldron over in Potions. He blamed it on an involuntary spasm!"
"Wait, you were drunk, Harry?"
Ron and Harry exchanged looks. "No, Ron's just- uh- making things up. Hey, what about you, Hermione? I'm sure you've done your share of stupid things."
"I surely have not-"
"No! What about the time you were in love with that French transfer student, and you would always enchant those Hufflepuff girls so you could sit next to him in Transfiguration!"
"You weren't very happy about that at the time, Ron." Harry pointed out.
"Well, no, but now I don't need to be jealous anymore… right?"
"What about when Hermione tried to go into the kitchens and cook for the house elves?" Harry said, "She nearly set the school on fire!"
"I am not that bad of a cook! I just couldn't figure out all the knobs, and the other house-elves wouldn't leave me alone-"
"And when she sat in her four-poster crying for four hours because she missed one point on her exam-"
"That was a really important exam!"
"It was a diagnostic test!" Harry insisted.
"Hermione, you were crazy. Still are."
"Hmm… I wonder where Pierre is now…"
"Hermione!"
"I'm only joking, Ron."