RP: Hanging Out Who: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger What: Hanging out after work Where: Harry and Hermione's flat When: Monday evening Rating: SFW
Ron hadn't visited Harry and Hermione's as often as usual lately, but he still had his own spot on the couch, which was where he was currently lounging and staring intently at his feet. He wiggled his big toe. Yep, that was definitely a hole in his sock. These socks had lived a long life, but it seemed like they had finally given up the ghost.
His mother had given him plenty of leftovers to bring with him, so that was his version of cooking dinner for his friends tonight. Somehow, despite it being years since Molly had cooked for a full house other than at Christmas, she still sometimes made far too much food. Ron suspected that sometimes she did it on purpose.
"Oi, Harry," he called, finally looking up from his feet. "Want a game of chess?" He grinned. "Reckon I can beat you before Hermione gets home."