A/N: Thanks to my two reviewers! I didn't expect to get a lot of reviews for this, so whatever. I'm thankful to the two people who did review. I was planning on continuing if I got at least one review, and I got two! Lol.

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The next morning, Ron woke up after everyone else and he was not in a particularly good mood. He rolled out of bed and showered before heading downstairs to find Draco in the kitchen.

"So," Ron said unhappily, opening up the refrigerator, "that's some adventure you two were having last night."

Draco laughed quietly.

"It's not funny," Ron said severely, closing the fridge and turning to face Draco.

"…Sorry…?" was his response.

"Thanks to you and Pansy, I couldn't sleep at all last night," Ron explained, opening the refrigerator again and this time taking out a carton of milk. He drank straight from it.

"What are you talking about? I heard you snoring five minutes after you lay down," Draco said accusingly.

"What?" Ron retorted. "I was awake for at least two hours and I do not snore."

Draco scoffed.

"What?" Ron snapped, banging the milk carton down on the table and causing milk to slosh out all over the counter. "Look what you made me do!"

"What are you talking about?" Draco cried. "You did that yourself!"

"Yeah, well if you let me get some sleep I wouldn't have to be this angry right now!" Ron shouted.

By this time, Harry, Dean, and Cho had all entered the room in time to witness part of the ridiculous argument.

Draco stood up from his seat at the counter. "I heard you snoring and Pansy and I weren't even being that loud! Just shut your stupid ignorant mouth because you have no idea what you're talking about!" he screamed.

"Why do you think you know I was asleep when I'm the one who was kept awake all night by you two and your disgusting antics?" Ron spat. "You two are pathetic and disgusting – you just met each other YESTERDAY and already you're doing all that! It's because of people like you that our culture is frowned upon and Australians think that girls lose their virginity at age twelve!"

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked. "You're just making crap up to make me look stupid, when you're the one that is making yourself look like a jackass! And don't try to lecture me about my morals, because you know nothing about me or my life!"

"I bet Pansy did lose her virginity when she was twelve!"

"Don't go off and attack her now! Have you run out of shit to say about me? Yeah, well you should have because there ISN'T any shit to say about me!"

Ron looked just about ready to punch Draco right across the face so Harry shoved through the camera crew, which was getting front row center in all the action, and pushed Draco and Ron apart.

"Okay, I think that's enough. You two have done enough arguing for one morning, and I think it's time to stop," he said in his prominent Boston accent.

Draco swatted Harry's hand away and scowled at him, while Ron just stood there, breathing at an uncontrollably loud decibel.


Meanwhile, upstairs, Hermione was washing her face and brushing her teeth in the gigantic bathroom while Pansy was showering throughout the duration of the argument, so none of them heard anything that was going on.

"You never came back to the room last night," Hermione said curiously to Pansy when she got out of the shower.

Pansy giggled.

"Where were you?" Hermione asked, even though she was sure she knew the answer already.

"In Draco's room." Pansy laughed.

Hermione raised her eyebrows. "All night?" she said, laughing. "What were you two doing in there?"

Pansy shrugged and started to the bedroom. Hermione followed close behind.

"Did you sleep with him?" Hermione questioned, once they were in the privacy of their room.

Pansy laughed loudly. "No," she said.

"Well, you two were having some fun at the club last night," Hermione said.

Pansy raised her eyebrows up and down.


After their fight, Draco and Ron split up and went their separate ways. They avoided each other for the rest of the day. Draco went straight off to the phone and Ron went to the dart board in the pool room.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked Ron, following him into the other room.

"The stupid douchebag wouldn't let me sleep because he was too busy doing God-knows-what with Pansy all night long," Ron explained grouchily, throwing a dart rather harshly at the dart board.

Harry didn't respond.

"He's such a fucking idiot."

Harry sighed, but didn't say anything more. He didn't want to be another person to get in an argument on the second day of the show.


That evening, Ron, Harry, Cho, and Dean went out to the club again, Ron getting even more drunk than he had the previous night. Harry and Cho just danced again; Harry was a little bit different than Draco in that he wasn't going to pounce on Cho when they had only known each other for just over twenty-four hours.

Draco, Hermione, and Pansy, on the other hand, stayed home. Draco stayed home because he didn't want to do anything with Ron, Pansy stayed home because Draco was staying home, and Hermione didn't feel like going out again and wasting her money on one beer that she barely even touched.

The night was almost completely uneventful save for when Draco made certain that he and Pansy were in his bed when Ron came home. Ron stumbled into the room in the wee hours of the morning very intoxicatedly when he and the others came back from the club. Needless to say he was not pleased when he heard the all-too-familiar smacking noises that reached his ears once again.

"You know what? Screw you!" he slurred loudly when he realized what was going on. He turned on his heel and stomped out of the room without another word. He walked straight into the girls' room, where Pansy's bed was empty, of course, Hermione was sleeping on the bed nearest to the door, and Cho was getting ready for bed.

"Can I sleep in here tonight?" he asked drunkenly.

"Sure," Cho said, laughing to herself.

"Alright, cool." He seemed to have forgotten his bad mood for a minute.

Not quite knowing what he was doing, Ron kicked off his shoes, and then pulled off all his clothes save for his boxers, and crawled straight into Hermione's bed.

"You know… you could just sleep in Pansy's empty bed," Cho said, somewhat confused.

"Too tired…" was the mumbled response she received.


As Harry walked by the girls' room on his way back from the bathroom the next morning, something caught his eye.

"Oh, shit," he said to himself, poking his head inside the room. He popped in next door and said to Dean, "Dean, you have to see this. Come over here." He led him through the curtain into the girls' room.

"Holy shit!" Dean cried, laughing. "Looks like Ron got some action."

What they saw was Hermione, lying spread-eagled across the bed, half on top of Ron with the sheets tangled up around them as they both snoozed happily.

Dean and Harry left, laughing, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Pansy was the next one to witness the debacle. She gasped and almost jumped into the air at the sight of the two of them when she entered the room to get a pair of clothes the next morning. She quickly hopped over to Cho's bed and woke her up.

"What?" she asked, wiping her eyes.

"Look at Hermione's bed," she told her.

Cho leaned on her arm and looked past Pansy to see what everyone was talking about. She just laughed.

"I don't think anything happened," she said. "Ron came to sleep in here because you and Draco were doing whatever again, which annoyed him, and he was too drunk to go to your bed so he just slept in Hermione's."

Pansy giggled. "Well it looks hilarious," she said.

Cho nodded and then rolled over to go back to sleep.

Pansy then ran off to go fetch Draco from the bathroom. She led him into her room saying, "Look what you drove Ron to doing," she replied. She patted him on the back as she walked past him to leave the room saying, "I guess you're not the only one getting any action around here."

"Oh, fuck me," Draco said to himself, pouting.


Hermione woke up finding herself in the odd arrangement everyone had taken so much time to laugh over while she slept with her face laying across Ron's naked chest.

She suddenly became very, very worried.

She leapt out of bed to find both Pansy and Cho's empty, a camera in her face, and heard everyone talking below the balcony in the kitchen when she made her way to the bathroom.

She quickly brushed her teeth and got dressed before heading downstairs to face the group.

What she got was a round of applause from Pansy, Dean, and Harry when she entered the kitchen. Draco was pouting against the opposite wall while Cho just grinned, knowing that she was the only person who really knew what that whole assortment was all about.

"Okay, I know what you all think," Hermione said, "but I have no idea what's going on."

"That's not a very good sign," Dean said, more to the others than to Hermione.

"I'm serious!" Hermione urged. "I went to sleep with NO ONE ELSE in my bed. I don't know how Ron ended up in there."

"He came into our room because he didn't want to have to attempt at sleeping again with Draco and Pansy slurping at each other last night," Cho explained from her seat at the counter. "He was too drunk to go into Pansy's bed, I guess." She shrugged.

Hermione's eyes narrowed. "Great. Thank you."

A few seconds later the discussion was interrupted by Ron storming down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"I am going to kill you," he growled at Draco.

Seeing the true hatred in his eyes, and knowing that Ron was probably quite a bit stronger than he was, Draco let out a small yelp and dashed out of the room.

Ron followed closely behind.

Knowing what was about to happen, the rest of the roommates tagged along as well, Dean and Harry ready to split up any wrestling match that might be about to occur.

Draco had just run off in the direction of the room containing one of the two phones in the house. Ron looked, once again, as though he was about punch him across the face, which he hopefully wouldn't because that would result in his expulsion from the show.

"Okay, why don't you two just settle this in a civilized fashion," Harry suggested, pushing the two boys apart. "How about Ron just moves out of the room."

"Sounds perfectly good to me," Draco said, trying to sound perfectly unafraid whilst staring at Ron.

"But whereto?" Dean asked.

"Why doesn't he just trade rooms with Pansy?" Cho suggested.

A small whimper could be heard coming from Hermione's general direction.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked nonchalantly.

"… Nothing…" she said conspicuously.

Harry shrugged. "So, is that okay with you Ron?"

"Fine," he grunted.

So that's the story of how Ron moved his room on the third day of the show.


A/N: I just would like to point out that I know an actual Australian person who thought that American girls lost their virginity when they were twelve. Sorry it's so short this time! But I'll give you a pretty scarf if you review! It's warm and soft and pretty colors! Okay, I'll stop being an idiot now…