Who: Ron and Hermione Where: In the woods, by the lake When: Today What: Study break! Warnings: TBA
Ron took a seat on one of the dryer logs that sat by the side of the lake, and huddled into his coat to wait for Hermione. She really didn't relax enough, not that anyone could blame her. There wasn't much to turn to to unwind, here - the scenery wasn't exactly inspiring, all grey and bare forest and muddy, frosty water. Might as well stay inside and pour over impossible old books, when this was the alternative.
... But if she actually went cross-eyed, they'd have to rely on his and Harry's take on Runes, and might as well just turn themselves in now - so maybe staring at dead trees was the lesser of two evils. The company was definitely appreciated, anyway; he'd been wanting time with her since he'd found his way back, but there was always something that needed done, some intervening emergency. That wasn't going to stop any time soon. But while the peace and quiet lasted (not too much longer, apparently, judging by Harry's behavior), he could take it for what little it was worth.