Hermione ignored his expression of annoyance. She was used to it. Ron didn't usually get interested in what she was studying. And he usually made it pretty clear that he wasn't, even if he never actually said so. But he listened, most of the time, and that was as important as actually caring. At least he pretended. Some people couldn't even be bothered to do that.
"I don't think your Diablo dreams follow the pattern. Is Harry having dreams? Or your sister or brothers?" Hermione herself hadn't had any dreams yet, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't. And as far as she could tell, the dreams seemed to be coming in sets. Certain people would have similar ones. Sometimes, usually it seemed, they would be people who were close. Other times it was seeming like the dreams were bringing people close. People who were supposed to be close.
No, that was a silly romantic thought. It was a theory, but definitely not a good one.