Roonil Wazlib is burping slugs again (babittyrabitty) wrote in hallowed_times, @ 2013-02-25 01:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | hermione granger, ron weasley |
Who: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger
When: Backdated to the Hogsmeade weekend
Where: The Three Broomsticks
Summary: Ron and Hermione attempt to have a normal Valentine's Day
Rating: TBD
"And really, I think the Cannons have got a good shot this year."
Ron had been talking for a few minutes now about Quidditch. It was possible that he was losing Hermione's attention, but Ron wasn't sure of what else to say. They had been sitting at The Three Broomsticks just enjoying the day with some butterbeers. It was completely normal. Perhaps... too normal. At least for Ron anyway. He enjoyed going out and spending some relaxing time with Hermione, but something about the day felt off.
And when Ron felt off about something, well, he just couldn't concentrate fully on anything else.
"Another butterbeer, Hermione?" He picked up his empty bottle and shook it until tiny drops of liquid landed on his face. "Nice day out, isn't it?"
He was anxious. He knew he was anxious, and he was almost sure Hermione could see it too, working through the inner folds of his brain. Would she mention it? Would she question him? Probably. He hoped she didn't think she was the reason for his sudden nerves, because as much as he wanted things to go smoothly today, he knew that there was just something else wrong with today. Something that didn't have anything to do with him and Hermione.