Harry and Ron lay in the hospital wing as they healed. Madame Pomfrey came by and poured out their medicine. She gave Harry one spoonful of sugar with his potion, and Ron three. (She had become very well acquainted with Ron due to his recent stay in her care)
"I wonder who her favourite is?" asked Harry once she had left
"Can I help the fact that I am so much more popular then you?" asked Ron as he took a tentative sip of the beverage.
"Oooooh!" screeched Harry "Ron and Madame Pomfrey sitting in a tree."
"Don't you dare!" shouted Ron
"K-I-S-I-N-G!" hollered Harry on the top of his lungs
Ron grabbed his bedside table's lamp as Harry grabbed his. Before anyone could say "losers", they were fencing at top speed.
"Take that back!" yelled Ron,
"K!" yelled Harry
"I said take it back!"
"I!"
"You're dead Potter!"
"S!"
"I mean seriously not alive!"
"I!"
"STOP!"
"N!"
NOOOOO!
"G!"
Ron brought his lamp down on Harry's head with a crash. Professor McGonagall chose that moment to stride through the door.
"RON!" she said, appalled, "How could you to such a thing to Harold?"
"My names not Harold…" Harry said woozily
"And, you spell kissing k-i-s-s-i-n-g." said Hermione as she too walked in. Then, after a moments thought, she sobbed "It's true!"
"No, its not. I swear!" said Ron frantically as Hermione burst into tears.
"Yes it is!" sniffed Hermione. Then, with a roar of rage she snatched the lamp from Harry's hands, and smashed it over Ron's head.
"That is quite enough Granger!" snapped McGonagall, "Detention! For all three of you!"
Harry giggled hysterically; still dazed from the blow to his head.
"Compose yourself Harvey!" said McGonagall furiously
"Harry…" said Harry as he fell into an unconscious state.
"Professor?" asked Hermione carefully
"Yes?"
"Will he be okay?" she said, pointing at the unconscious boys.
"Ron, or Harlinton?" asked the professor
"Harry."
"He'll be fine. I'm not sure about Ron though, he was never 'fine' in the first place. Tell them to report to my office once they wake up. You can come with me now, Granger."
Once they had left, Madame Pomfrey entered the room.
"I could have sworn that I heard voices…" said the witch to herself
Then, she shrugged and went down to the Great Hall.