Well it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.
Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act just once with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is in its deepest essence something helpless that wants our love.
There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermiones arms. Running at Ron she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet. Is this the moment Harry asked weakly and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot he raised his voice. OI Theres a war going on here Ron and Hermione broke apart their arms still around each other. I know mate said Ron who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger so its now or never isnt it Never mind that what about the Horcrux Harry shouted. Dyou think you could just --- just hold it in until weve got the diadem Yeah --- right --- sorry --- said Ron and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs both pink in the face.