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[the_wheezy]

I've been here a long time, and I tend to forget. I shouldn't have done it, but I think I'm fairly comfortable. I know it shouldn't be like that. I know what's going on back home and I know that I need to go back. When I left, though, even that feels like a really distant memory. All of the people are here, and I've made up as best I could. It's

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[honestlyrubbish]

[honestlyrubbish]

There are so many things that I don't

I wish that I could be calm, like you, about things. That I could be anchored down a little and just smell the flowers by the side of the road, and that everyone else could, as well. Because you're right, there are things to be missed, but what we have here, that's okay, isn't it?

Ron, I really wish that you

I think it's okay for you to be content, Ron. With this place.

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[honestlyrubbish]

I had a row with Harry. I don't know if the details are really necessary to go over at this point, and I know I've been avoiding things by staying at the shop almost all hours of the day. God, it feels so... ridiculous typing all of this now. I miss you too. I owe you a dozen conversations or more, and I want to come home.

I can't believe that you just

Where are you? I want to return that properly. Text doesn't cover it.

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[the_wheezy]

Oh.

In my room. I can meet you somewhere, if you'd like.

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[honestlyrubbish]

I'm just at the shop, which is well warded in the back, but it reminds me too much of the potions storerooms at Hogwarts. I borrowed Snape's blueprints for the place, after all.

I can come home. I look like rather a mess, though-- potions have been driving my hair wild.

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[the_wheezy]

I'm sure it's fine. Come home.

remembering the moments, the instant before the camera saw them;

[honestlyrubbish]

It doesn't take more than the smallest of reassurances for Hermione to appear back, just outside the wards of the cabin with a sharp crack. She rubs at her eyes before entering the cabin, trying her best not to look like she's been lacking sleep again, even if it's been quite the status quo, as of late. Peering around for others and hoping not to run into anyone, she pads quietly to Ron's room, quickly tugging a hair tie from her wrist and pulling her hair into a loose ponytail--the only way she can really hope to tame it at all. Her cheeks are flushed, just slightly.

Softly, she knocks on the door, three times.

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[the_wheezy]

Ron expects it, naturally, and all he has to do is get up from his desk chair and answer the door. It's not the wild hair that he sees, really, and he's fond of the wild hair anyway. He notices the flush, however, and he finds it appealing. After that, he notices that she looks tired or stressed or both.

"Hey." It's a plain greeting, and the emotions behind it might be mixed or questionable. He feels alright, but since she mentioned having a row with Harry, sleeping at her shop... Nerves are starting to knot in his stomach. He's a clueless dope, most of the time. It's probably not good.

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[honestlyrubbish]

"...hey

remembering the moments, the instant before the camera saw them;

[the_wheezy]

Even though he'd just broadcast the same words to her, hearing it back, with her standing there and that look on her face even though she looks tired and her eyes... His arms settle easily around her shoulders, where they fit. The tension that's gathering in his guts melts, and for a moment he's slack-jaw fascinated. After another moment, he figures that his chest might burst, a swell of happiness that might be uncalled for, and he grins.

"Yeah. Yeah, I love you. I really do." He's only admitting things that he's been afraid to, he figures. Something like that. He ducks his head to kiss her, forgetting about guilt and everybody's rows for a moment. "Glad that's alright."

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[honestlyrubbish]

Hermione breaks out into laughter, bubbling over even through the kiss, giggles light and airy, shocked and delighted all at once as her arms climb higher up his back, fingertips just barely teasing the curls at the back of his neck. She forces calm into her system just long enough to sneak a second kiss in, slightly longer and slower, ironing out frazzled nerves even as she can still feel something thrumming in her heart as she pulls back, eyes wet.

"You're an idiot if you ever thought that it wasn't," she chides, blinking rapidly to keep anything from spilling over. "Took you long enough. To say it, at least, although I suppose suspense isn't a bad thing, I..."

Her voice cuts off, threatening to crack a little, and Hermione fills the silence with a quick shake of her head.

"I love you, Ron," she simply states again, pushing a bit onto her toes--he's so blasted tall. "Sorry I've been... a bit difficult."

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[the_wheezy]

Ron's finally able to settle into a contented smile, though he has to resist echoing the vow yet again once she repeats it. As she attempts to rise on her toes, he assists by ducking his head again, forehead touching hers and smile unwavering. "I'm sorry I've done a lousy job of noticing, really. I knew that everyone's one-edge, but I... I realize I probably don't know half of the reasons."

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[honestlyrubbish]

Her face colors even more when their foreheads touch, just a bashful reaction that persists despite the fact that they've been together for months. Maybe a byproduct of some level of disbelief. His last admission, however, does make Hermione sober up a bit, as drunk as she is off the sudden mood high, arms now circling Ron's neck.

"I don't know if you even... want to know half of the reasons. And I don't think you've been bad at noticing, it's just... I guess I didn't expect that you would address it so directly." Fear pulls at her expression, just a bit, before she holds Ron's gaze steady. "Do you think it's wrong to let Malfoy know some of the stuff we've learned in the City?"