Ron stopped Harry and Draco before they went into breakfast.

"Guys! What the hell do you think you are doing!"

"Going into breakfast."

"Before you do there are two problems. One you can't possibly be thinking of walking in together and secondly you are wearing each others robes!"

Harry and Draco looked at each other.

"Shit!" they said together.

Ron shoved them into a broom closet off the hall.

"Change quickly, and for gods sakes please don't do anything naughty!"

"Thanks Ron. What would we do without you?"

"For one thing everyone would know about you two being together because you're both too stupid to conceal it well. You do know what's going to happen if it gets out, don't you? The papers would be all over it. Harry Potter and the Malfoy heir? Come on! According to everyone they hate each other and have fought publicly for years."

"They'd never believe it anyway."

"Yeah. But they would believe it if it was Harry and you, Ron. Its just because I am a Slytherin that they take offence."

"You said it yourself, Harry, a few years ago, if that means we have to go be friendly with the Slytherin's then fat chance."

Ron could almost hear the glare that Draco was shooting at Harry. And did hear him hissing "Cover story."

"Gryffindor and Slytherin have been virtually at war for almost a thousand years, nothing will ever unite them."

"Hermione! How long have you been there?"

"Just your last comment, Ron. Why is Harry in the broom closet?"

"He is fixing his uniform. He was about to walk into breakfast looking like he had just been attacked by a niffler and had more bling on him than Elvis Presley. I knew you were going to have a go at him and so I told him to fix them in there before you saw him."

"Smart move Ron. But why were Harry's robes so badly torn? Can he answer that?"

"Yes I can. Malfoy did it earlier for my beating him in the duel last night."

"Alright fine. You had better be quick though, breakfast is almost over. There is almost no one left in the hall. I'm off to the library, there's something I need to check up on before transfiguration. See you there!"

Ron tapped the cupboard door as soon as she was out of sight. The two boys burst out, thankfully now with the correct houses uniform on.

"That was too close!"

"Why am I always the baddie, Harry? And I did not lose our personal duel last night; if I recall it was a draw. With equal wrestling on both parts."

Ron looked as though he was going to be sick. They entered the hall to find the breakfast already cleared up. Ron shouted for Dobby to bring them some food.

"You know perfectly well why I have to cast you as the bad guy. Our houses hate each other. Anyway I like the bad guy."

Draco smiled and Harry knew he wasn't angry any more. Harry had a knack of not letting anyone remain angry with him for long.