Ron sat contemplating life. He thought about everything. The fact that his best friend had just confessed his undying love to Ron's worst enemy. That Hermione had run off screaming.
What if Harry's thoughts were and excuse? Ron thought What if she really ran away screaming, because of me? What if, tomorrow she and Voldemort are going to come running into Hogwarts screaming, with them they will have Victor Krum and some club-dancer named Mandy, and Hermione will dump me for Krum? Ron sighed. He had thought too much for that day. Tomorrow, he would think again. Ron lay down in bed and quickly fell asleep, the last thought that he had was 'Why did I add a girl named Mandy into my prediction?' the second to last thought he had was 'Maybe I'm not manly enough?'