Harry woke up in the dormitory as Ron was already awake with bags under his eyes, "Ron, are you okay?" Harry asked as he got up and started changing into his robes, "I didn't sleep." Ron said simply and groggily as he too started weakly changing into his robes. "About last-" Harry began as Ron hushed him, "We have more to worry about. Snape isn't going to hesitate as to give us detention so we should hurry to class." He yawned as him and Harry walked down the stone steps, meeting Hermione who was oddly quiet as she silently walked with them out of the portrait. "Did you not sleep either?" Harry asked Hermione as she instantly perked up, "No, but I did get highly...lets see....shocked last night." She said as they walked down the moving stairs as they headed to the floor right before the dungeons, "Why is that?" Ron said very wearily as he slouched and shuffled when he walked. "Another third year took the rude duty of trying to let her frog roam the dormitory, of course I didn't let it stand so I told her I would let Crookshank loose if she did. The little prat still let the frog loose." Hermione groaned as they walked into potions, taking her seat at a table as Ron and Harry sat with her as Snape started talking in his usual tone of hating everyone.

"This is potions class. You should
already know what it is third years." He said with his usual monotone voice as he glared at Harry for moment as him and Ron were talking, instantly shutting up at his soul sucking glare. "We are going into the properties of bezoar, as well as- Potter!" Snape was interrupted as Harry was yet again talking to Ron, most likely apologizing for the events that happened previously. "Anyway." Snape said to indicate he was going to continue the lesson plan.

"I know it was crazy for me to do that Ron, I'm sorry I just-" Harry whispered as Ron blankly looked at Harry, "What are you talking about." Ron began as he was to tired to even comprehend the words coming out of Harry's mouth, "Did you not hear a word I said?" Harry said in a quite offended tone. "No." He said as he then again looked at Harry. "I'm sorry for kiss-" Harry started as the two boys felt hard smacks against the back of their necks, "If I have to tell you again to be quiet, I will not hesitate." Snape growled as he walked off, sitting at his desk as he kept a steady glare at Ron and Harry.

"The potion." Hermione interrupted as Ron and Harry looked at her, "You both haven't started and if you want to get house points taken away you better start on it and stop talking." She said as she angrily threw an ingredient into her cauldron, only for it to burst fumes into her face. "Calm down won't you?" Harry said to her as her face had been stained with a pale color, "I am calm, I just threw that dragons blood in too fast when I hadn't mixed the cauldron clockwise, because I did it counterclockwise BECAUSE YOU TOO STRESS!-" Hermione started rising her tone violently as Snape snatched her hand away from the counter, for the cauldron was being burned through with acidic containments she accidentally made. "Granger, to Pomfrey with you." He said as he studied her burnt hand, sneering at Harry and Ron as he walked out of the classroom. "I'm going to go with her." Harry said to the barely conscious red head with his head down as Harry chased out of the room.

Ron sat quietly as the other classmates were brewing their potions as he heard someone whisper in his ear, "Hey, wes-wal- wake.....Ron....wea-" He heard, it was very fragmented speech for he was far off at the brim of falling asleep as he lifted his head and opened his eyes. "Hey, sleeping in class are we?" The boy who had woken him said as Ron didn't realize who it was, "Yes, now leave me be." Ron said going to lay his head down as he was stopped by a hand on his chin, "I need to tell you something." The boy said as Ron looked back up, "Bloody hell, what now?" He said as he noticed slicked back blonde hair. It was Draco. "Meet me at the quidditch pitch at midnight." Draco whispered as he quickly turned and left. The whole class was dismissed by the sound of students packing up as Ron left the quickest, making his way to the Gryfinndor common room, the words adhered to his mind as he walked the moving stairs to the dormitory.

After entering through the fat ladies portrait he felt tussling in his cloak pocket, "Scabbers, settle down." He said annoyingly as he reached in his pocket only to feel a sudden pain in his hand, "Damn you!" He yelled as the rat ran off and he sunk into the moth eaten couch. As he was laying on the couch he saw Neville Longbottom. "Hey Neville, here to kiss me too?" He said absentmindedly and Neville gave weird look, "No, I was looking for my Transfiguration textbook." Neville said as he started searching the common room, "It's on the mantle." He pointed carelessly as Neville walked over, "Thanks!" The fellow Gryfinndor said as he bouncily walked off, leaving Ron alone at last.

"Midnight..at The Quidditch Pitch?" He questioned himself, looking at the ceiling in thought.