Harry came down to the Great Hall and joined Ron and Hermione for breakfast.
"Ron - what did you get up so early for?" Harry asked. "Oh yeah.. right."
"What? Whatever are you talking about, Harry?" said Hermione. "Ron, what is he talking about?"
"Well, you and Ron of course," answered Harry, matter-of-factly. "And your so-called research party last night in the prefect's bathroom." As Harry said this, Ron got a worried expression on his face, as if saying 'Harry! Oh great, you weren't supposed to know.'
"RON!!!" Hermione yelled. "How does he know about this?! What, haven't you ever heard of a little thing called a secret?"
"Hermione come on. Harry's my best friend. Do you really think I'm going to keep something like this from him?" She didn't look satisfied with his answer.
"First of all, Hermione, A: its not like I didn't know you two fancied each other. And B: the whole thing was practically my idea." Harry explained, as Hermione's expression faded from angry to skeptical. "Just the night before last, Ron came to me and told me that he fancies you, and I joked with him saying he should just take you to the prefect's bathroom for a little fun. More seriously I told him he should ask you for homework help and kiss you. So really all Ron did after you went up to bed was try to tell me all the horny details, before I shut him up. No offense, Hermione, but I just think you're nice. I don't want to be hearing about stuff like that."
Hermione's face shrunk to a frown, and she looked down to her plate of hot cakes, slightly pink in the cheeks. "I'm sorry Ron. I shouldn't have blown up like that. After all," Hermione stated, "Harry is our friend. Its not like he's Drac–"
But she was interrupted just as she spoke his name. Draco Malfoy came to the three Gryffindors, Crabbe and Goyle closely behind. "Having a good breakfast there?" said Malfoy.
"It was pretty good, until you showed up," said Hermione.
"She's so spiteful," Ron whispered to Harry, with a sigh. "Another reason I love her so much!"
"Got something to say to the rest of us, Weasley?" Draco asked.
"Uh.. no.. if I did, I would have said it to the rest of us. What are you doing here anyway, Malfoy?"
"Well, if you haven't heard yet, which wouldn't surprise me at all, there's a rumor going around that there were two students in the prefects' bathroom last night; two non-prefect students that is. And I just recently heard that it was actually a guy and a girl. Now, what would two students of different gender be doing in a secret bathroom? You three wouldn't know anything about this, would you?"
"Of course not, Malfoy," said Harry. "Now why don't you and your body guards go and talk to someone who would actually take an interest in what you have to say? I see Pansy looking over in this direction." He waved at her, and gestured that Malfoy would be over in just a bit. Draco, Crabbe and Goyle left as quickly as possible before Pansy realized they weren't coming over to talk to her.
The three Gryffindors sat looking at each other, worry-struck. Who had found out about Ron and Hermione being in there? How did they know it was a boy and girl? Something was definitely up. But just as soon as Draco and his bodyguards left, the bell signaling the students to start toward their first class sounded. The first class they had today was History of Magic. In that class, as well as Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts, Ron and Hermione sat next to each other, staring at each other through most of the lessons, occasionally being caught off-guard by their professors.
After their Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson was over, Hermione told Ron and Harry to go on down to the Great Hall. She would meet them later, since she had to make a trip to the ladies' room.
"What exactly were you and Hermione looking at during all of our lessons today, Ron?" Harry said, smirking.
"Oh shut up!" Ron exclaimed, feeling a little red. The two boys made their way down to the Gryffindor table for lunch. After waiting about five minutes for Hermione, they decided just to start eating. They listened, rather than talked, to the many conversations going on, mainly focused on the subject of the prefects' bathroom.
"I wonder where Hermione is," Ron said, with a hint of anxiousness in his voice. "It's been almost twenty minutes already."
Just as he finished saying this, as if it was a summoning charm, Hermione came in to view coming in the doors of the Great Hall. She quickly came to where Ron and Harry were sitting, and took her seat by Ron. "Hermione, where were you? Didn't you say you just needed to go to the bathroom?"
"Er.. yeah, I did," she answered, her cheeks pink.
"Then what took you so bloody long? I know girls have to use toilet paper more often, but that can't take more than thirty seconds longer."
"Um, Ron... er, just don't worry about it okay..?" Hermione said, softly. She was starting to get even redder in the face.
"No! I want to know where you really went!!" Ron was almost shouting now.
"Ron! Please, just leave it be, okay?" she pleaded with him.
"Yeah, Ron, maybe you should just drop it–" Harry was starting to say.
"NO!!! It's not okay!! Hermione, tell me where you were!"
"Okay, okay Ron, but don't say I didn't warn you," Hermione said, slightly put off. "I had to go up to the hospital ward to see Madame Pomfrey so I could get some pads."
"Pads?" said Ron sounding confused. But Harry had really wished Ron had just left Hermione alone. He was starting to get a disgusted look upon his face.
"Yeah, pads..." said Hermione. "You know, for my er... monthly friend?" But seeing Ron still didn't understand, she said, bluntly, "Oh for Pete's sake! I've got my period you idiot!"
"Er… right," Ron said, regretting that he had asked. Why didn't I understand what she was getting at? Ron asked himself. After all, I have a sister, and a mother... he felt so embarrassed.
"We'd better get going up to Potions then," said Harry, urgently trying to change the subject. "Ruddy Double Potions with the blasted Slytherins. What a bunch of gits."
"Actually, Harry," said Hermione. "Why don't you go on ahead, I need to talk with Ron... alone." So Harry did as she requested, and made his way towards Snape's dungeon.
"C'mon, Ron," Hermione instructed, leading him out of the Great Hall. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. I have a surprise for you."
"What about class? We can't miss Snape's class! We'll get a detention for sure--"
But Hermione just winked, as she pulled Harry's invisibility cloak out of her robes.
"So you really didn't go to see Madame Pomfrey did you? I knew it!!" Ron said.
"No, I did, and for the same reason," Hermione replied. "I got this last night before you two came into the common room."
"So exactly what kind of surprise is this?" asked Ron. "Where are we going?"
He was yanked behind a pillar in the hallway. "Oh, it's a sexy surprise..." said Hermione, as she came up really close to Ron and put both her arms around him, so their lips were centimeters away from each other's. Ron's eyes widened as he heard Hermione say those words, feeling her body pressed up against his. He also noticed that his trousers felt a little bit smaller than normal. "We're going out to the Quidditch field."