He smiles when she’s not looking She daydreams when he’s not there
It won’t be long ’til they discover that Ron and Hermione love each other
He looks at her, she looks at him And they start to feel the magic within
While Harry is fighting He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named They talk of the latest Quidditch game
Someday you’ll read (Maybe in The Daily Prophet) About Ron and Hermione (Behind the Whomping Willow) The Death Eaters can try to fight (But you know that Ron would save her) And they’d go riding into the night (On Ron’s new Cleansweep)
They’d go riding into the night
He smiles when she’s not looking She daydreams when he’s not there
It won’t be long ’til they discover that Ron and Hermione love each other
If Hermione knew the Patronus Charm The conjured incarnation would be Ron
Voldermort is sound; he cannot die When she’s in danger Ron yells, “Stupify”
Someday you’ll read (Maybe in The Daily Prophet) About Ron and Hermione (Behind the Whomping Willow) The Death Eaters can try to fight (But you know that Ron would save her) And they’d go riding into the night (On Ron’s new Cleansweep)
They’d go riding into the night
He smiles when she’s not looking She daydreams when he’s not there
It won’t be long ’til they discover that Ron and Hermione love each other
And they’d go riding into the night And they’d go riding into the night