He smiles when she’s not looking
She daydreams when he’s not there

It won’t be long ’til they discover that
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)
About Ron and Hermione
(Behind the Whomping Willow)
The Death Eaters can try to fight
(But you know that Ron would save her)
And 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 that
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”

Someday you’ll read
(Maybe in The Daily Prophet)
About Ron and Hermione
(Behind the Whomping Willow)
The Death Eaters can try to fight
(But you know that Ron would save her)
And 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 that
Ron and Hermione love each other

And they’d go riding into the night
And they’d go riding into the night