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harry potters loves tequila tuesdays (wholives) wrote in wariscoming,

Harry had been turned away from the mouth of the alley, as he waved his wand around furiously and tried to Apparate. He tensed when he heard his name, thinking another mad person had found him, before he turned around and his eyes widened at the sight of Hermione. "Merlin!" He laughed in disbelief at the utter ridiculousness of the situation he found himself in, as she launched herself at him. Managing to stay upright just barely, he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed briefly, before he pulled slightly away.

"Sorry." Somehow, his wand had found itself pressed to her side, and he looked at her apologetically. "Have to be sure it's you. There's some mad things going on and I don't know what or who this Dan is, but I have to be sure it's you." He really did look sorry, but being fresh off the battle he had just been through had left him a little paranoid.

"Before the first Quidditch match of our sixth year, Ron was a wreck and wanted to quit. What did I do to help him? You yelled at me quite a bit for it," he said, smile a little forced as he pulled further away with his wand pointed at her.