'Okay, made it. Stupid cat, Mrs Norris,' though Ron, 'okay, I need somewhere to think, somewhere where I can relax.' Suddenly a door appeared in the deceiving brick wall he was facing. He opened the door and was surrounded by pure darkness, still wearing the invisibility cloak, he shut the door behind him.
"Should know better by now to ask for a bloody light," he muttered as he was taking off the cloak.
Ron walked forward, arms outstretched to feel for some clue of where he was walking. He continued to walk forward until he came to an abrupt stop, for his fingers lightly touched someone else's face, they both jumped.
"Sorry!" Ron said, "Ruddy lights."
"Or lack of," answered a familiar voice, who was this?
Female? Defiantly.
They walked around each other, both trying to figure out who the other was.
"Who are you?" they both asked, the girl giggles and the room fell silent once again.
"Well if I told you, you'd defiantly want to get out of this room, scarpers!" said Ron nervously.
"I doubt it, I'm no Fleur Delacour!" said the girl, her voice went kind of high as she spoke.
"I know I recognise your voice, do you know who I am?" asked Ron.
"No, I do recognise your voice, but who you are," she paused, "I'm not to sure about. Care to sit?"
"Sure, actually I came in here to think a few things over, get my head sorted out, maybe you could help me?"
"Okay, what is it?" she asked, sitting down. Ron put down his wand and began to wrap up Harry's invisibility cloak.
"Right so I'm seeing this girl, and she's nice and all, but.."
"Yes?" asked the girl.
"..she's not right for me. Trouble is, I have a feeling who might be. I didn't realise until one of my best friends stopped talking to me because of Lavender.."
"LAVENDER?" asked Hermione Granger, she'd figured out who this mystery man was, RON!
"Yeah, Lavender Brown. Guess you know who I am now?" asked Ron, feeling pretty stupid to have let Lavender's name slip out as easily as that!
'Play dumb, see what he has to say about you first' Hermione told herself, "No I don't actually, I don't know a Lavender Brown. Carry on,"
"Okay, so my best friend, who by the way is a girl, stops talking to me, the I find her with my other best friend, Harry, and she's crying into his shoulder. Then she sees me standing there with Lavender draped over me and she sends a ruddy flock of birds onto me!
Since then I've been dreaming of us together, me and this other girl by the way, not Lavender, walking through meadows hand in hand," Hermione begins to cry, one single tear runs down her face, "then sometimes it's just her face smiling at me. What do you think?"
"I think," Hermione's voice was all shaking, "I think she loves you, and seeing you with Lavender made her hurt, so badly that she chose hatred, because hatred is not as painful as love. Also I think you love.." Hermione couldn't stop herself, she jumped on top of him and kissed him hard on the lips, as he began to kiss her back, Ron realised exactly who he was kissing, Hermione's body was crushing Ron and he rolled her over so they were both on their sides, "it's me Ron, Hermione"