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Ron Weasley (pawnography) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Ron's ears turned red. "You always knew I'd make an honest man out of you one day," he tried to joke, but it was hard not to imagine Hermione's expression when she finally saw the ring.

He caught the box with one hand, pausing to take a look at the contents for himself, just like he had done every morning and evening for the last six months. "Er, no." Ron snapped the lid shut and put the box on the arm of the couch. Buttons lifted his head to look at it, then seemed to decide that since the box wasn't actually big enough for him to get into then it wasn't worth his attention. "Nah, I've had this since my birthday. That's been..." Neither Harry or Hermione had really broached the topic of what had been on his mind the last few weeks, or at least not so directly.

"There was a case," he said finally. "Muggle killing. I dunno, it just got to me. Haven't been able to shake it."