Disclaimer: Do you have to keep writing that you don't own the characters every chapter? Because if you ask me I think everyone has got the point by now. Well anyway I don't own any characters.

Ron looked down at the cloak in his hands wondering what he should do with it. He knew that any second Harry would finish talking to Neville, walk in and see him with the invisibility cloak. He looked around to see if he could hide it somewhere, but of course there wasn't.

Running out of ideas Ron shoved the cloak over his shoulders, under his robe. "Well if this doesn't look a little obvious I don't know what would." He said.

He could picture Harry and Neville walk in and see him. He could almost he them now "Ron I never knew you had a hunchback" or even worse "what are you hiding under there Ron?" He would either be mocked for his deformed back or have no friends once they found out.

"Maybe I can still make a run for the bedroom, Nah I wouldn't make it have way there." He thought.

Just then the portrait opened and in came Harry and Neville. Ron ran and pushed his back up against the wall. 'great idea genius' he thought to himself sarcastically.

"Hey Ron what are doing here?" asked Harry

"Oh me, well you know just hanging out." He put his hands he hind his head as if he was relaxing. "I was going to go for a walk but then changed my mind seeing how this is such a nice door way and all." Ron replied 'yeah that was smooth, yeah they will never suspect a thing with an excuse like that.' He said mentally slapping him self.

"Yeah you know I never really realized it but this is a pretty nice door way. Comfortable, quiet, and nicely decorated, if you ask me." Neville said while marveling at the doorway. "I should hang out here more often."

Ron stared at Neville in disbelief, shaking his head wondering what was wrong with this child. Well this is just disturbing, he would then added to the list of reasons why to steer clear of Neville. But he was not going to argue because this weird boy was now strangely helping his plan along.

"Um ok, are you feeling better now Ron?" questioned Harry.

"Yeah much better. It must have been something I ate." replied Ron.

"Or just watching Fred and George eat could make me sick." laughed Harry.

"Yeah that to." Ron was now starting to worry if they would catch on.

"Ok then lets go to bed I'm getting tired," yawned Harry

"You first," Ron put out his hand as if ushering Harry and Neville forward.

They almost made it to the stairs leading to their room, before Parvati and Lavender stopped to talk to them. Ron quickly pushed his back against the wall again so that they wouldn't see the lump on his upper back.

"Oh hey Ron we didn't see you come down before." Lavender said to him.

Ron's eyes widened at this sentence. He thought fast and replied "You probably just must have missed me walk by."

"Yeah that's probably it. We were pretty deep in conversation about 'someone's' horrible taste in men." Answered Lavender

" My horrible taste!" yelled Parvati "What about yours?" "What about mine?" screamed back Lavender.

Ron found this a good time to quickly push Harry and Neville up the stairs. "Whew that was a close one," he said quietly and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

As they entered the bedroom Ron quickly jumped on his bed and shoved the cloak into his sheets without Neville and Harry noticing.

Harry then walked over to his bed and was about to sit down when his feet then hit something. He looked down and noticed that his chest was open and sticking out from under his bed.

" What is this doing out.. and open?!" he said in disbelief.

"Oh bloody hell" Ron groaned.

"I can't believe this Ron! Do you Know what this means?"

Uh oh what does this mean? You will have to read the next chapter to find out! Sorry this chapter is as short as I am, but I am kind of busy. So hopefully the next chapter will be a bit longer. Please Review! Thanks for reading.