"But you have some time off now, yes?" Hermione didn't think she could hear that he was going back to work in four hours without screaming. "It's good to see you, too," she said, very much sounding like she meant it.
She returned his kiss, before moving to take some cutlery out of the drawer as Ron found the the plates and glasses. "I'm good. I... haven't slept, no. But I wasn't even really tired until the last hour or so."
Setting the table, she glanced back at the bottle of firewhiskey, having not bothered to return it to its precarious position in the top cupboard. "Oliver Wood happened," Hermione explained. "He came over today, that's when he signed the D.A. list."