Who: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger What: Distractions Where: Their flat When: Sunday, after the Prophet showed up Rating: ?
As promised, Ron finished scribbling a message to Ginny in his journal and then tossed it aside, before reaching for Hermione's as well. "No, I don't have Rita Skeeter in a jar," he admitted. That would have been a brilliant addition to the evening, but that would require knowing her whereabouts and caring enough to go find her.
"However, I would hope I already gave a better present last night," he said. "And that batty woman couldn't ruin it for you."
Setting Hermione's journal down, he turned his attention back toward her. "Just think of all those people who are getting much needed baby gifts because of this, Hermione." Before she could protest in any way though, he'd pressed his lips to hers.
He found the entire experience to be rather amusing, even if she didn't. However, as he kissed her, he wasn't really thinking about any of that.