The Next Morning

"I followed him." Ron admitted as he sat down at the Gryffindor table.

Hermione slammed down the book she had been reading. "Damn it, Ron." She hissed. A couple of younger students glanced their way, but they quickly concentrated upon their food when Hermione glared at them.

"Yeah, I know what you're gonna say. So don't." Ron said quickly, raising his hands to placate her.

'You're a stupid git, you know that? Stupid and intrusive." Hermione hissed back, her voice going shrill.

Ron nodded, grabbing a plate and heaping potatoes and sausages upon it. "I know it's a real shitty thing to do, but I had to know what he's up to."

"I told you to leave him alone. I told you to let him come to us in his own time. And what do you do? You spy on him, you follow him about school!" Hermione slammed her palm upon the table, Ron winced and shoved a forkful of potatoes into his mouth, avoiding her glare.

"It's not like I planned it or anything." Ron began.

"That's not an excuse. It's still a damn wrong thing to do. You should have just let him be."

"It was after Transfiguration. I tried talking to him, but he just brushed past me. Like I wasn't there. I got pissed and told him to stop. He didn't, just kept walking. Then I decided to find out what he was doing." Ron said, stabbing a sausage with his fork.

Hermione sighed. She grabbed bun and slathered jelly upon it. "It was a wrong thing to do, even though."

"I know. I know." Ron said, shaking his head.

"Well? Where'd he go?" Hermione demanded.

Ron grinned. "You won't believe it."

"Just tell me." Hermione opened her book, sighing again as she noticed a crease in one of the pages.

"He went to Myrtle's bathroom." Ron said grinning. "Why? I don't know."

"Myrtle's bathroom? What's he doing there?"

"Like I said. I don't know." Ron tossed a piece of sausage into his mouth.

"That's strange. What would he be doing in Myrtle's bathroom?"

"Maybe he has a thing for ghosts now." Ron said, smirking.

"That's just low, Ron. Take it back." Hermione glared.

"Yeah. I guess it was. Sorry. But he's doing something there. I'm definite he's not there for the stimulating conversations. He detests Myrtle." Ron said.

"The only time we ever used Myrtles' bathroom for anything was to brew Polyjuice and get to the Chamber of Secrets." Hermione tapped her finger upon her book, a look of concentration upon her face.

"Dumbledore sealed off the Chamber of Secrets." Ron said, he pushed around a burnt piece of potato upon his plate. "Could he be brewing something up in secret?"

Hermione nodded. "He could be. He could be doing anything in that restroom. Myrtle fancies him and I doubt she'll go blabbing about anything he's doing in there."

"We gotta find out what he's doing. He might be doing something dangerous or illegal." Ron said.

Hermione snorted. "That's the first time I've ever heard you utter those words."

Ron looked indignant. "People can turn over new leaves, Hermione. I for one care about my friend's safety."

"You're more interested in what he's doing. A nosy prat, that's what you are." Hermione shot back.

"So are we going to follow him or not."

"Might as well. Like you said. We need to find out if he's doing anything dangerous or illegal."

"Right after breakfast." Ron said, grabbing a slice of bread and piling it high with food.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You sure do have you're priorities right, don't you?'

"Never do snooping on an empty stomach." Ron said, spraying potato across the table.