"Hermione, what did you and Ron do last night?"
"Nothing," Hermione replies nervously.
"Well did you guys go anywhere?"
"No."
"Did you do homework?"
"No."
"Did you, have a party?"
"No."
"What did you do?"
"…ummmmmm…nothing."
"Oh then I'm changing my plans, I'll be out tonight again."
"Okay."
Voldemort and Harry meet up again and this time plans are made.
"Tonight they'll do it again," Harry tells Voldemort.
"Okay, so what's the plan?"
"You sneak in and get my wand and I say, 'hey guys, how's it going?' They are speechless and you give me my wand and they find out the truth and I kill them."
"Yes, good."
"Hey Hermione, hey Ron, how's it going?"
"Good, why."
"Oh nothing. I'm going to bed."
When Harry gets to the four poster bed, he finds Voldemort rummaging through his stuff. He forgot to set his wand out, oops.
"Sorry. They'll be making out now."
"Here's your wand, I finally found it."
"Thanks, follow me to make sure I do it right."
"Fine."
Harry creeps down the stairs and finds the common room empty except for two figures on the big couch, they are lying down. Must be pretty serious. Oh no. Hermione and Ron are…are…are…