Who: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. What: Discussing journals and strippers. Where: Their flat. When: Monday evening. Rating: I can't try to guess.
There was something very odd going on with the journals, that much anyone could tell. What exactly, was still the mystery. It was hard to blame so many different people for hexing things wrong, particularly when they had seemingly been able to do so up until now. So there was either something wrong with magic in general or the journals themselves.
Obviously there were quite a few people around that had been enjoying the free show, but Hermione didn't like reading so many personal things about her friends. Or even Slytherins for that matter. As curious as she always was, she had her limits. Reading things that were meant to be private? That was beyond those limits.
Except for when it came to potential entertainment at Ron's bachelor party. According to Harry, anyway.
As soon as he had arrived home from work and ended up in their living room, Hermione gave Ron a pointed look. "So, what's this I read about strippers?"