Disclaimer: Not mine

A/n: Well, I seemed to have inspired myself with my story. This is the first time I've ever done anything like this. Here we go.

Kodak Moment

I've known for a very long time now that Ron is a horrible liar. I just didn't know he was this bad. Or maybe I'm just good at reading him. But that's probably not the case. I've always found books far easier to decipher than people. Ron's pretty open though. Genuine, sincere, and immature. Three words that could describe anything but chose him. Lucky Ron.

Aside from the immature part, the other two are good qualities to have, but ones that could come at a horrible disadvantage sometimes. Like now. He can't lie to save his life. It's written all over his face. Even if it wasn't, it'd still be hard to believe. The library? Honestly, if that's the best he can come up with…but I shrug and say ok, watch him as he leaves. I think he knows I know. Maybe that's why he's not bothering with a decent cover up.

It's almost curfew, but he's a prefect. If anyone asks, he has a reason to be out of bed. But I hope for his sake that no one asks. I don't have to imagine how that conversation would go. Lots of blushing, stuttering, and awkwardness would ensue. I cringe at the thought of it.

It's almost time for me to start making my rounds. Only I have to remember to stay away from the second floor, first corridor, fourth classroom on the left. How do I know? I'm just good like that.

-Some weeks later-

Harry had left sometime ago, off to do….something. I sit at a table doing homework with Ron, who's looking decidedly anxious. This has got to be the fourth time he's checked his watch in thirty seconds.

We sit in silence for a few more minutes, until he starts rhythmically kicking the leg of the table, effectively breaking my concentration. I rub my temples and let out an exasperated sigh, wanting him to leave.

"Ron, you should probably get going now. I'm not going to have Draco Malfoy mad at me for making his boyfriend late to their three month anniversary celebration."

I have to laugh aloud. My irritation is gone, and I wish for the first time in my life that Colin Creevy was here with his camera.

A/n: Well? What to you think? There are going to be more of these, whether you like them or not. So there. :)