"No reason," Harry said lightly, but he flushed despite himself. There was definitely a reason he still got up unnecessarily early on a Wednesday morning, and the reason was currently sat next to him, sifting through the fried eggs available, trying to pick one that was up to muster. But he wasn’t prepared to tell Ron that - hell, he was barely able to admit it too himself. And so, he continued preparing his breakfast, decidedly not thinking about why he was up at seven in the morning when he could have slept for at least another two hours.