Hello everyone, this is Ron again. Sorry about that last chapter. I guess I just let my imagine get away with me. I know that would never happen. Anyway, I'll try to keep my dreams in my head, and not in everyone else's. I don't know if anyone caught the continual error (its called something like that). If you think about what happens in the third chapter, then if you remember that in the forth chapter, its really, really, really nasty. I'm gonna fix that in this chapter, just because it's so disgusting for me to think about. Anyway, hope you enjoy the rest! Now back to the story!
"HARRY!" yelled Ron. "Blimey! Oh no, Hermione... I think we've bloody blinded the kid..."
Hermione picked up her bra and panties, put them back on, and went over to her uniform and got dressed, as Ron put on his boxers and went over to Harry.
"Come on bud, wake up old chap... er... " he said, while gently shaking his shoulders. "Come on Harry! Say something!!"
"I will never again be able to come in here, or play Quidditch without getting the image of you two shagging on the floor... Thanks a lot," Harry mumbled. Then without a word, he got up, washed off his robes, then went back up to the castle, deciding that he was in fact going to the hospital ward to see Madame Pomfrey.
Back in the locker room, Ron got back into his clothes, in thought. Then he said, "Hermione,"
"Yeah?"
"Now, I'm not very knowledgeable about the whole feminine thing… er… your monthly friend, but shouldn't this have been a little messier? Actually, a lot messier?"
"What? Why? I'm not having my period, Ron" she said.
"But you told me that before lunch, you went to Madame Pomfrey to get some… pads.... and that you had your period."
"OH!!" Hermione recalled. "I did go to Madame Pomfreys, but it was to get the condom."
"So why did you give me that stupid story then? And embarrass me like that in front of Harry?"
"Well what was I supposed to say? Did you really expect me to tell everyone I went to get a condom?"
"Oh… I guess your story was better then," said Ron sheepishly.
Hermione beamed. "I thought so too! Uh oh," she said, looking at her watch. "We better get back up to lessons. Oh wow, we've almost missed two already!"
"Maybe we should just stay down here till supper, " Ron suggested. "The only lessons we've missed were Potions and Charms. Sure, Snape might have counted us absent, but he's too lazy to do anything about it. After all, people are absent from that class all the time, and I never hear stories about how people get in trouble for not being there. Professor Flitwick doesn't even take attendance."
Hermione uncomfortably nodded her head in agreement, and they sat and talked until dinner. After an uneventful meal, Ron, Harry, and Hermione went back up to the Gryffindor common room, although Harry tended to stay a few feet either in front of or behind Ron and Hermione on the way, and when they got there, Harry went to a table to start on his History of Magic essay. While Harry was busy working, Ron and Hermione sat on the couch in front of the fire, just chatting away like two monkeys in a tree. After a while, Harry shut his books and came over to say goodnight to his two friends. They continued to talk well into the night, being the last students in the common room.