He smiles when she's not looking
She daydreams when he's not there
It won't be long 'til they discover

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)

'bout Ron and Hermione
(Behind the Whomping Willow)
Death Eaters can try to fight

(But you know that Ron would save her)
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

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


Stupify-


Someday you'll read
(Maybe in The Daily Prophet)
'bout Ron and Hermione

(Behind the Whomping Willow)
Death Eaters can try to fight
(But you know that Ron would save her)

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
Ron and Hermione love each other


They'd go riding into the night


They'd go riding into the night