"Everything I told you yesterday came before my being aware that more than one of us were considering alcohol as a fantastic way to unwind before the fight. What good is any kind of advantage if people are going to waste it? We should be resting, or practicing, or studying or doing anything more useful than getting drunk and then writing about it!"
Hermione was quiet for a moment, and she didn't move as Ron put his arm around her and then pulled her towards him. Unfortunately for him she couldn't force herself to remain there, and she pushed him away after a minute, getting to her feet and pacing beside the coffee table.
"You saw what Seamus was doing. He had his quill and journal out and was writing away with no consideration whatsoever. What if he had said something that jeopardised our advantage? What if he mentioned something about tomorrow night for everyone to see? What if he still does?"