"We've been stuck in this bloody bathroom for hours." Ron banged his head against the door.

"If you didn't barge in on me while I was fixing my makeup…" Hermione muttered.

"I didn't know you were in here. You shouldn't have left the door unlocked." Ron sighed.

"That's not the point," Hermione snapped, "If someone didn't forget their wand, we wouldn't be locked in, would we?" She pulled her legs up under her on the loo seat.

"WHAT?!" Ron screamed, "You don't have your wand either. Plus, it's my house. I didn't thing I would need to carry it with me."

"Exactly, it's your house. You should be able to get out of the bathroom." Hermione stated. "Stupid git."

"Hermione please," He closed his eyes and turned to lean against the wall, his feet up on the rim of the tub, "If we're stuck in here together can we at least try not to fight?"

"Fine." Hermione got up and sat next to Ron. She opened her purse and pulled out a book.

Ron opened his eyes. "You brought a book with you?" He was shocked. "Who brings a book an engagement party?"

She sighed and closed the book. "Ronald, how do you expect us to get along if you're insulting me?"

"Sorry," He chuckled, "It's just easy sometimes."

Hermione smiled. "Now I get a free shot at you."

"What?! No, not fair."

"Yes, it's perfectly fair." She thought for a minute. "What is with all the hand me down sweaters? It's the middle of the summer, why are you wearing it?"

"My mum made me, besides I like it. It was Bills" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Fine!" Ron pulled the sweater over his head revealing the Chudley Cannons shirt she had on under. Hermione covered her mouth in a poor attempt to stifle her giggles. "Keep making fun of me…" He threatened.

"It's easy." Hermione mocked.

"Yeah, well…what about your hair? Did get hit by lightening?" Hermione hit him playfully. "Seriously, there are potions for that, you know."

"Yes, I know, but I don't care." Hermione ran a hand through her hair. "What about yours?"

"What about it?" Ron asked defensively.

"It's red." She stated matter-of-factly.

"Well spotted. What do you think I should do about it? Chop it?" Ron laughed and Hermione joined in.

They went back and forth insulting each other for quite some time. When they finally calmed down, Hermione said "Why can't we be like this all the time? We're always having a row, I hate it."

"Me too." Ron turned to look at her, but she wasn't looking back. Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed her quickly. He pulled back and stared forward, not looking at her.

Hermione stared at him for a long time. Her expression did not change. She started to say something but Ron cut her off. "I'm sorry," Was all her said.

Hermione didn't say a word. She just leaned in and kissed him again. She pushed him on his back and he hit his head on the door.

"Ow!" He yelled and they both started laughing again.

"Who is in the bathroom for this long?" Harry said.

"I don't know, but it sounds like they're having a party." Ginny answered, "Just open the door."

The door hit Ron in the head again. "Ow, mate, watch it."

The four of them just looked at each other. Hermione and Ron waiting for the speechless Ginny and Harry to talk.

Hermione suddenly realized the position she was in and shot up.

"No," Harry said, "Continue." He closed the door and walked away.

"Well, you heard him," Ron laid Hermione on her back, "Continue."