“Ron!”
“What?”
“Your– your...wand!”
“What about it?”
“It’s...well...touching me.”
“What?”
“Ron, your wand is touching me.”
“Oh.”
*looks confused*
“Well...”
“Well, what?”
“Do something about it.”
“Like what?”
“Back up a little and cover yourself up properly. Really, boys.”
*exasperated sigh*
“What? I still don’t know what your talking about, Hermione. My wand–”
*realization dawns*
“Wait. You’ve got it all wrong, Herm. That really is my wand. Look.”
*reaches into his robes*
“Ron! Not here in front of everyone!”
*nervous laughter and blushing*
“What were you thinking Miss Granger? Naughty thoughts, perhaps?”
*smirk*
“Oh, shut up, Ron!”