Harry/Ron Drabble #2

Harry walked past the wall for the third time, thinking hard. His efforts were rewarded when an ornate door materialised in the stone wall; he turned the heavy handle and went inside, checking behind him that the corridor was empty. When he turned away from the door the splendour of the room took his breath away. There was a large four-poster bed in the middle, with deep purple sheets. Harry imagined Ron's pale leg sticking out from under them, and how much he would like to rip those sheets off, and see Ron lying there in nothing but a smile.