You and Ron have been together for about a month now, and you're finally ready to say I love you. It's right after a Quidditch game, and you go to Ron's dorm rehearsing it all in your head.

You knock once.

No answer.

You knock again.

No answer.

Finally you open the door and find Ron cuddled up with one of your pillows that you left at his dorm, sleeping peacefully.