Ron nodded in understanding, keeping his wand nearby when he slept as well. It was a habit that was hard to break and though he knew there was no looming threat anymore, sometimes it was just comforting to keep all the precautions.
"Pasta's done." Ron announced, taking the pot over to the sink to drain it. He decided on spaghetti for them tonight as it seemed most Italian to him. Once draining it, he poured it into the now finished sauce and mixed it up. "Almost set with the salad, love?" He asked, walking over and standing behind her as he peered over her shoulder, his chin resting on it. He placed a light kiss on his neck, just below her ear, smiling.