Ron's arm tightened around her a bit, and he gave her a little shake. "You should have told us, Hermione. You're as bad as Harry, trying to do it all by yourself. We could have helped, or if nothing else, had a good bottle of fire whiskey waiting when you got back."
He arched a brow at Harry, looking at him warily. Harry rarely gave up that easily, especially when he was spouting off ridiculous shite. "You realize you're not going to be able to just sneak off on us, Harry?"
He laughed at Harry's question though. "She read it in a book, probably."