Who:Hermione and Randy What:Tea by the fire, being locked in the house Where:Their house When:2/4, evening Rating:TBD? Status:Incomplete It still seemed completely unreal. How could this all be happening? It seemed highly unlikely, at least to her, that it would really be the virus picking people off. What about the rest in the quarantine? Rita and the Minister? She had heard that the people who were sick seemed well enough and she had seen Arthur in passing just the day before and he looked just fine. It twisted her mind and her heart in uncomfortable knots to think about and, for once, it terrified her. They were now left with previous Death Eaters taking on the main rule and that didn't settle well with her with recent events. Six deaths in just two days? Something seemed highly out of place here and, when the initial shock wore off, she would be getting to the bottom of it.
For the time being, she readied the tea to take out to the living room. It felt a bit odd, sitting down to talk to a man she hardly knew, but he was all she had lately. Even Harry was too busy for her. It made her sigh and frown to think about, but she brushed it off as she loaded up the tray with the tea pot, cups, and cream and sugar. The fire was lit when she walked into the living room, but she didn't see Randy. The tray was set on the coffee table and she sat back on the sofa to wait.