Ron Weasley sat in the heart of his common room, wearng his sweater with the letter R on it, playing chess with his friend, Harry Potter.
"Check Mate" Ron said in a sort-of bored voice, being very tired of beating Harry all the time.
"Ugh. Rematch?" Harry answered in a determined voice to beat Ron.
"No I'll beat you again." Ron said before yawing and stretching out his arms.
"You're mean." Harry answered.
"Then play with someone nice." said Ron.
"I'll play with Hermione then!" Harry said teasingly.
'Ah, so he uses Hermione to get to me then, the prat.' Ron thought smugly.
"Good luck then." Ron replied hastily.
"Good luck with what?" came a voice in distance. Harry and Ron looked up to the Girls Dormitory stairs to find see Hermione in her pink robes, looking utterly confused.
"Good luck with what?" she repeated.
"Oh, I don't want to play chess with Harry so he would like to play with you." Ron explained trying hard to pull back a laugh.
Hermione chuckled. "Well, I guess I will, but Harry if I beat you, I want to play Ron and see if he is as good at chess if he can actually beat you." Hermione said looking teasingly towards Ron, who was just happy that Hermione hadn't suggested schoolwork, even though he liked her nagging ways, it's what makes Hermione, Hermione.
It was already 8 'o clock and Hermione and Harry were already into the game, Hermione had her King, Bishops, and Knights left, and Harry had his King, his Castles, and two Pawns left. Ron was just about to fall asleep when Hermione called out, "Check Mate, I won! Alright Ron your turn!" Harry looked excited and dissapointed at the same time, he hoped he could beat Hermione at atleast two things, (Quidditch and Chess). "Oh, alright! Ron your turn." he said moving to where Ron sat and Ron moving to where Harry had sat. Ron was very surprised how determined Hermione looked.
"You ready? Remember white goes f-" Ron started but was cut off. "I know how to do this!" she snapped back.
"Alright then! Then go!" Ron said almost shouting.
'Oh here it goes again!' Harry thought, he was so tired at this, Ron or Hermione said something, the other snaps back, then they start shouting at each other. "Goodnight" Harry said quickly edging his way to the room, happy that neither Ron nor Hermione cared that he had left them.
"All I am asking is for you to start Hermione!" Ron shouted back.
"Fine!" then Hermione sat down so furiousley, though she wasn't so furious when she called out, "Check Mate, ha I beat you!"
Ron looked blank, though feeling as if he were stabbed in the back, had he just been beat by Hermione? "No way, rematch!" Ron demanded, voice a little shaken.
"No, I won fair and square, plus if I do, you might take that opportunity to beat me!" Hermione said as if she were a little child not wanting to give away her doll.
"But how did you beat me?" Ron asked stupidly sitting on the sofa, putting his face in his hands when Hermione walked over, he looked up into her face -that had a very amused look- and smiled.
"Well, I beat you, what else is there to explain?" Hermione joked, who knew Hermione would be this playful?
"Hermione are you alright?" the words shot right out of Ron's mouth.
Hermione opened her mouth, closed them, then opened her mouth, "What do you mean?" she asked tilting her head.
"I mean you are just playful at the moment, as if someone hit you on the head." Ron answered, though wished he hadn't when a frown formed over Hermione's mouth.
"What you're saying is I can't be playful?" she asked in a casual voice.
'What I mean is since when have you been this cute and nice to me?' Ron thought.
