A/N: It was ever so kindly pointed out to me by one of my friends the other day that I have been spelling "Shinning" wrong ev

A/N: It was ever so kindly pointed out to me by one of my friends the other day that I have been spelling "Shinning" wrong every time I write my title. It's not my fault I can't spell. Well, I stand corrected. You are now reading "Moonlight Shining". Thank you!

Nightfall: The movie quote is from "It Takes Two". The Olson twins' movie!

Moonlight Shining

By Amanda H

"Ron, I don't think this is right."

"Oh Come on Harry! I've got to know what she says about me to her friends!" Ron insisted, fiddling with a small red device. "Besides, I'm only doing it so I can get some idea of what I can do for our date in Hogsmede this weekend." He explained.

"It really is an invasion of privacy." Harry's hesitant voice continued.

"Not really. It's just this once." Ron rationalized.

"Alright. I suppose." Harry paused and looked at the device. "So how does it work anyway?" He asked.

"Well," Ron began, "It's called a Peekerphone. I've hid the other end in Hermione's robes. It looks like a little red bead, but really it's a magical microphone, which will pick up anything said in the room. Then it transmits it back to this end." He explained.

"Do we both get to hear it?" Harry asked, leaning closer.

"Nope, just the person who holds this up to their ear. That'll be me since it's my Peekerphone." Harry sighed.

"Fine, but tell me every word!" He insisted.

"I will." Ron promised, "Now do me a favour and run out to the common room to see if Hermione's still there." Harry dashed out of the room and returned a few second later.

"She just went up the stairs." He panted.

"Good! I'll tell you everything they say." Ron said as he flicked the piece on and stuck it in his ear. He could hear Hermione opening the door to the room and her light footsteps as she walked in.

"What's going on?!" Harry whispered impatiently.

"She's just walking in." Reported Rom. Suddenly there was a loud thunk snapping Ron back to attention.

"Oh! What?" Came a startled voice.

"Sorry Amy! I thought you were awake!" Hermione apologized.

"Hermione woke Amy up." Ron told Harry.

"I was. Just thinking."

"Amy was awake, just thinking." Ron continued. Harry leaned in.

"About what?"

"Nothing in particular."

"Can I guess?"

"No." There was some rustling and then farther away that before the voices continued.

"Come on Amy please! I don't mean to pry. . ."

"Hermione's prying into Amy's business." Ron said with a smile.

"Kind of like we're doing?" Harry asked with a smile.

"No. Shhhhhh." Ron hushed.

"Fine."

"Amy's going to tell her!" Ron continued excitedly.

"I was composing a letter to the Headmaster." Ron continued to listen and reported everything said to Harry.

"Hermione just keeps pressing this." Ron sighed. "I don't know what she's waiting for Amy to say." He shrugged his shoulders at Harry. "I mean, she could just let it go already. It's obsessive. Amy's not going to tell her anything important." He rambled, only half listening. Suddenly Ron stopped his eyes went wide with amazement. He opened his mouth, shut it again and glanced over at Harry.

"Well? What is it?" Harry asked, leaping over to Ron's bed.

"Shhhhhhhh!" Ron commanded. He listened intently.

"Okay, now they're talking about the 'World Series'." Ron said, confused.

"What did they say before that?" Harry insisted. Before Ron could think of a good answer Amy's voice caught his attention.

"I think I'm in love with Harry Potter."

At this Ron fumbled to take the piece out of his ear. "I should not be hearing this!" He thought franticly.

"What Ron?! What is it?!" Asked Harry excitedly, grabbing Ron by the shoulders.

"You don't need to know!" Ron mumbled, still fumbling with the Peekerphone.

"What! What! Come on Ron! You said you'd tell me!" Harry continued, now trying to grab the piece from Ron's ear.

"Harry!" Ron yelled trying to pull away.

"I couldn't do that to Ginny." Amy's voice said in his ear.

"At least someone is thinking of my sister." Ron mumbled unconsciously.

"What about Ginny?" A concerned Harry asked, letting go of Ron. This gave Ron enough time to pull out the Peekerphone and switch it off. He quickly jumped off the bed, threw it in his open trunk and slammed the self-locking lid. He smiled triumphantly. Harry slunk back to his own bed.

"Please Ron?" Harry pleaded from his bed.

"No way!" Ron said, shaking his head as he climbed back into his bed.

"You're breaking your promise you know. You said you'd tell me everything they said." Harry explained, lying down on his back.

"Some things are better left unsaid." Ron answered, pulling his side curtain closed. "G'night Harry."

"G'night Ron." Harry muttered back. Ron heard the rustle of his curtains being closed. He lay pondering what he had heard for a long time. The rest of the boys came in and got into bed. He could hear Neville snoring.

"Amy liked Harry? Not only liked, but loved? I'm in over my head." He thought, before falling into a dream filled sleep.