A very dreamy looking Ron walked down the steps at Order of the Phoenix Headquarter. He flopped into a chair at the table with Neville and Harry, who had been playing Wizard's Chess when he entered. They both looked up as he sat.

"What's up Ron?" Harry asked, looking back at the chessboard.

"I just had my first snog with Hermione" he said dreamily.

"What!" Harry cried just as Neville eagerly asked, " Really? How was it?"

"It was brilliant…well except…" he stopped.

"What did you do?" Harry asked accusingly. Neville leaned forward in his chair.

"Well…It was going really great, but then…I couldn't help myself! They were just so big, and round, and beautiful…I had to touch them!" Ron said defensively.

"Oh, dear God." Harry said, putting his face in his hands.

"Then what happened?!" Neville asked on the edge of his seat.

"She screamed 'Ow! My eyes!' and that just ruined the moment." Ron sighed.

Harry shook his head in his hands, "Ron, you poor bastard!" as Neville collapsed laughing.