Ron and Harry headed up to the Gryffindor tower. They saw Hermione in the
common room.
"First you fight, then you don't follow directions. I am seeing a whole new side of you." Ron said, hoping she didn't do the job she did on Malfoy on him.
"I just, I just, can't stand that name."
"We are both very aware of that. Well, now a little bit more than before."
Hermione punched his arm hard when he said that.
"Ow, no wonder Malfoy was st-st-stuttering." Ron said rubbing his arm.
"So, why aren't you in your room?" Harry questioned.
"You know how I share it three other girls?"
"Yeah."
"Well, one of them has their boyfriend up there and is making out with him. Ron, don't worry, it's not Lavender so don't go nuclear on us all."
"Oh, that explains a lot, except who is it?"
"Sorry, I took an oath. I can't tell you. But, chances are that either they'll come out of there and you'll see or you'll figure it out."
"Or, we could go up there and find out." Ron said cheerfully.
"I wouldn't do that with your squeamish stomach."
"My squeamish stomach? Ha! I laugh in the face of barf."
"Whoa, bad imagery. I did not need that after dinner."
"Me either." Harry agreed.
"Just let those two have their privacy. You know you'd be telling them to get a room if they were out here."
"Well, damn. You have a point, no fair!"
"Why isn't it fair?"
"You're too observant. It's an unfair advantage."
"Really?"
"Really. I do feel sorry that you're stuck with Snape for two weeks."
"And I had almost forgot about it."
"Well, knowing Snape, Harry and I will be in there with you."
"Ah, there's always hope."
"What?"
"It's not like I want to face the evil Snape alone."
"Oh, okay, but after what you did to Malfoy, I don't see why it'd be a problem.'
"Hey! I only fight when provoked."
"Ha! You made a bad argument. All Snape ever does is provoke you."
"Damn, no fair."
"So, now I'm unfair?"
"Yep, and I bet you cheat at wizard's chess too."
"I don't cheat, I'm just better than you."
"Impossible."
"Hate to interrupt this love fest, but is it me or are there some very questionable noises coming from the room holding the make-out team?" says Harry as he hears a pattern of squeaks from the upstairs dormitory.
"First you fight, then you don't follow directions. I am seeing a whole new side of you." Ron said, hoping she didn't do the job she did on Malfoy on him.
"I just, I just, can't stand that name."
"We are both very aware of that. Well, now a little bit more than before."
Hermione punched his arm hard when he said that.
"Ow, no wonder Malfoy was st-st-stuttering." Ron said rubbing his arm.
"So, why aren't you in your room?" Harry questioned.
"You know how I share it three other girls?"
"Yeah."
"Well, one of them has their boyfriend up there and is making out with him. Ron, don't worry, it's not Lavender so don't go nuclear on us all."
"Oh, that explains a lot, except who is it?"
"Sorry, I took an oath. I can't tell you. But, chances are that either they'll come out of there and you'll see or you'll figure it out."
"Or, we could go up there and find out." Ron said cheerfully.
"I wouldn't do that with your squeamish stomach."
"My squeamish stomach? Ha! I laugh in the face of barf."
"Whoa, bad imagery. I did not need that after dinner."
"Me either." Harry agreed.
"Just let those two have their privacy. You know you'd be telling them to get a room if they were out here."
"Well, damn. You have a point, no fair!"
"Why isn't it fair?"
"You're too observant. It's an unfair advantage."
"Really?"
"Really. I do feel sorry that you're stuck with Snape for two weeks."
"And I had almost forgot about it."
"Well, knowing Snape, Harry and I will be in there with you."
"Ah, there's always hope."
"What?"
"It's not like I want to face the evil Snape alone."
"Oh, okay, but after what you did to Malfoy, I don't see why it'd be a problem.'
"Hey! I only fight when provoked."
"Ha! You made a bad argument. All Snape ever does is provoke you."
"Damn, no fair."
"So, now I'm unfair?"
"Yep, and I bet you cheat at wizard's chess too."
"I don't cheat, I'm just better than you."
"Impossible."
"Hate to interrupt this love fest, but is it me or are there some very questionable noises coming from the room holding the make-out team?" says Harry as he hears a pattern of squeaks from the upstairs dormitory.