Hermione arched an eyebrow as Ron opened the door. "Well I came as quickly as I could. It's not like I'm going to try Apparating in a strange city in some alternative dimension. Anything could happen." She wasn't a huge fan of the idea of splinching herself over here.
She looked faintly perturbed at him as she walked into the room, glancing around at the mess the place was in with a faint tutting sound followed by a muttered "oh honestly."
After a faint pause she pulled out her wand and made a couple of small gestures, sending the rubbish into the bin and tidying the still edible food into one, neat pile. Grabbing the television remote, she turned the weather man off before she turned to actually look at Ron.
"What happened to your arm?" She frowned with concern as she noticed the bandage. If Ron had been getting himself hurt again, she was going to be really upset. Well, annoyed. Really.