Ron gave a start - he didn't know what he had expected, but - not this. The shock of having her close to him again,really close, an undeniable weight and warmth against his legs and his chest, was too good to be true. He wound his arms tightly around her ribs without a second thought, pressed his lips against her hair and breathed in. He hadn't realized how many things he'd missed about being here - about her.
The thought of apologizing seemed wrong. He didn't want to talk about leaving, or about what he'd felt while he was away. He couldn't imagine she did, either. "Glad I found you," he murmured, hoping it would do, for now. "Glad you're alright. - Both of you."