They both stood there in complete misery for a moment, but at least they were together. It was some comfort just having Ron hold her like that, and she didn't know what she would have been supposed to do if he had still planned to take off and hunt Death Eaters that night.
Glancing up at him as he brushed the tears from her cheeks, "I know," Hermione agreed softly. "I'm proud of you." That had been hard, she knew.