"My hands are cold," Ron complained as he, Harry and Hermione walked along the lake outside of Hogwarts. "Can't we go back inside?"
Hermione sighed. "Of course not Ronald. It was your idea to come out-"
"I think he gets it Hermione," Harry told her from where he trailed behind the other two.
She huffed. "Put your hands in your armpits. It's the warmest part of your body."
"Well," Harry said, "that depends on how close you are the someone your attracted to.
The meaning sunk in for Hermione and she smacked Harry's arm.
"Harry James Potter!"
Ha! Another drabble! I'm on a roll!
TaTaForNow!
~DancingWithRoses