"They're not very new." They had one because it was more efficient for Hermione to use when keeping notes, but her parents had once owned one as well, a large monster of a box, but it ran in a similar fashion, just slower. Hermione tugged on a strand of her hair, wrestling with herself, before giving into a base need and flinging her arms around Ron's neck, crushing him in a hug.
"I'm glad you're here." She wasn't sure what she would do if neither of her boys had been here.