Harry and Ron are in the hospital wing, but they don't want madam Pomfrey noticing Harry's there, so they are sending notes, crossing their fingers, and hoping for the best. Ron: HARRY. CHO. IS. HERE. AGAIN. IN. THAT. BED.

Harry: God dammit. How many are there of her?

Ron: dear lord their multiplying!

Harry: *dryly* If they all start crying, we'll have a flood in no time.

Ron: I'm about to start crying. You and your stupid plans, Harry. Look at my hands!

Harry: well, you should have asked me to pass you your gloves, then.

Ron: *speechless

Harry: *snatches note* are you going to answer or not? *shoves it back*

Ron: well its kind of hard when your best friend is and inconsiderate prick, and your hands are all puffy and swollen. Not to mention the fact that it feels like someone it stabbing my hands every time i write!!!

Harry: good, because now I can talk to you. comprende?

Ron: what?

Harry: nothing.

Ron: tell me

Harry: nothing

Ron: are you sure you spelled it right?

Harry: noth - YES I AM!

Ron: *huffy* well, are you going to tell me what you were going to tell me, or not?

Harry: *grumbles* cho found me

Ron: liar!

Harry: *indignant* before transfiguration! when we split up! I knocked that suit of armour over, remember? and you cackled and ran off.

Ron: *pink* what, er... suit of... er, amour, Harry? What could you possibly ~

Harry: *snatches note* oh, ronald weasley, i think you know. Well, anyway, Cho was running after us, and she was all pink see. And then she saw me and she started crying.

Ron: Shock, shock! Horror, horror! Shock, shock! [it's a song, people? You know?]

Harry: what? and will you stop taking so damn long to write?

Ron: *flatly* it is a song harry.

Harry: *backs away* OooooK. Now, she's there, and she's crying all over me. But I don't have a tissue see - or a hanky. Who carries around a hanky? anymore?

Ron: *Cackles* Harry says hanky! Hanky! Hanky! Hanky

Harry: *blushes* no I didn't. you read it wrong. it clearly says hankercheif.

Ron: hanky hanky hanky!!!

Harry: Shut up!!!

Ron: hanky panky harry bear

Harry: bear?

Ron: *shrugs*

Harry: So anyways, there I am with no tissue, but a piece parchment we'd written our Great Hall notes on. so what would you do? let your blow her nose on you or avoid it at all cost?

Ron: i'd let her blow her nose on you

Harry: *ignores Ron* so I hand her the parchment. And she does her *business* on it.

Ron: she blows her nose, harry, so what?

Harry: she wiped her eyes, too!

Ron: do you have a point?

Harry: so there I am, standing there, and SHE'S GOT INK ALL OVER HER FACE, and what am I supposed to do?

Ron: er, tell her?

Harry: and then she see the parchment, and she starts reading it.

Ron: great going harry! Now she'll want to kill me too!!! It's bad enough having to save YOUR sorry ass! But now me?!

Harry: news flash Ron. you were the one who threw the poisoned carrot at her in the first place!

Ron: It wasn't poison!!!

Harry: that's not what you said an hour ago. *wiggles eyebrows*

Ron: shut up.

Harry: *Ron snatches note back*

Ron: hanky panky harry bear *imitates Harry's wiggling brows*

Harry: and then, anyway. She saw her name! And then what was I supposed to tell her?

Ron: that you had been writing terrible, TERRIBLE things about the poor child and now the ink and snot was all over her face.

Harry: you do that, and look where that got you!

Ron: don't get mad

Harry: you can't tell whether I'm getting mad. I'm writing for Christ's sake.

Ron: *patiently* yes harry. But you are writing angrily.

Harry: if that isn't the most stupidest thing I have ever heard.

Ron: see, and you've made it all neat and loopy now. to throw me off the scent

Harry: your point?

Ron: my point was that you were waking Cho up with your evil scratching quill.

Harry: *looks around shiftily*

Ron: sneak out, now. I'll distract her.

Harry: how?

Ron: I don't know. did hermione *scowls* get back the carrots of McGonagall?

Harry: yeah. but she still has them

Ron: *sigh* well, I'll think of something. Got now before she sees!!!

Harry: we'll meet again!!

Ron: just go.

Harry: you take the note this time

Ron: harry! madame pomfrey's coming!

Harry: no... no... she's seen me!!!

Madame Pomfrey *shouts* "HARRY POTTER! WHAT IN HEAVENS NAME DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HERE!! MY STUDENTS NEED BED REST!!!"

Ron: Hanky Panky Harry

hi! if you've got this far through every chapter, pass go and collect £200 hundred. Monopoly?

Anyway. any ideas or anything, I'm pretty open minded.