Ron and Hermione are walking around the garden, hoping to get some peace and quiet. It had been very hard dealing with all the new questions about your newly found love for each other. Hermione sits down with you, saying:

"Eventually, things will calm down, Ron. Just don't worry." She said, kissing your cheek.

Draco walked by with Crabbe and Goyle, snickering and scoffing:

"Well, if it isn't the Mudblood. Dating a Pureblood of such poor status will not get me to respect you."

Hermione rolled her eyes and got up.

"Let's go, Ron."