Ron snickered as he made his way to his room. "Butterbeer" he whispered to the portrait in that hid Harry and his room. His towel was thrown into the corner of their common room. Ron fell to the couch and thought of the nights events. He outright laughed as he imagined the stunned look on Hermione's face.

"Oh, Ron. Back so soon?" came the voice of Harry behind him.

"Ya, I'm back. What are you up to?" Ron forced through his giggles.

"Ah, I was just studying. What are you laughing about?" Harry questioned as he slumped down into the chair beside Ron.

"You should have been there! It was BRILLIANT!" Ron smiled as he thought of his own genius.

"What ARE you talking about?"

"Hermione!"

"What about her! What did you do to her!" the last sentence came with a raised eyebrow from Harry.

"I didn't do anything to her!"

"What did you do WITH her?" Harry smiled.

"Harry, I have no clue what you are talking about! But - " his story was interrupted by a knock on the portrait hole.

"You changed your password again!" came the bellowing voice of Hermione.

"Oh no! I have to go and clean myself up! I'll be down in a bit." With that, Ron dashed to his room.

Harry sauntered to the entrance and pushed open the portrait.

"Hullo Hermione." Harry greeted his friend.

"Hey Harry. What's with changing your password?" Hermione said as she slumped onto the couch. She looked around the room. "What a mess Harry! If I didn't know better, I would think pigs lived here!"

"Ha, ha Moine! It's not THAT bad!" Harry looked to the steps as Ron descended them.

"Moine."

"Ron."

"Did you eat your muffin?"

"Course I did, and it was delicious." Hermione smiled at Ron as he sat beside her.

"Ron, what were you saying earlier about Hermione?" Harry asked.

"I, uh, I, don't know what you are talking about Harry." Ron shot a glare Harry's way.

"I would really like to hear what you had to say about me Ron." Hermione suddenly became very interested in what Ron had to say.

"Again, I have no idea what you are talking about." Ron remarked again.

"Fine! I just came here to ask you boys something." Hermione stated.

"What?" the boys questioned in unison.

"Do you know if any of the guys around here go swimming in the lake?"

"Nah, I don't think so. Why?" Ron tried to look as confused as possible.

"Not that I know of." Harry took Ron's lead, knowing that Ron often went to the lake.

"Oh. Well, it's just that I went down there the past two nights and there was someone down there. And I am curious to find out who it is."

"Why's that Moine. You got the hots for him?" Ron teased her.

"Of course not!" Hermione looked to her feet, to hide her rosy cheeks. "So, that essay for Snape is brutal isn't it!"

"Don't change the subject Moine!" Harry laughed.

"Speaking of essay, I should go and work on it. See ya boys!" Hermione quickly exited the room. As she reached the hallway she sighed in relief she dodged the boys questions.

"HARRY!"

"Yes Ron?"

"The guy at the lake! It's me!"

"I thought so. Now, what's the big deal. Why can't we tell her?" Harry was very confused at this point.

"When I went to her room this morning, she was doodling on her paper." Ron started to laugh remembering to morning's events.

"Good story Ron!" Harry couldn't hold his sarcasm in any longer.

"The doodle was of me! And it was surrounded by little hearts. I think the fancies her little "Lake Lover" Ron began to hold his sides with laughter. Soon, the two boys were howling with laughter.