02. Cheer someone up

[most_amazing]

Cheer someone up
post-HogwartsRonald, she decided, needed a bit of cheering up. It wasn't that was sad necessarily, but perhaps a little smothered. He and Ginny were the only one living at the Burrow. Ginny was busy, Quidditch and Harry and all. But, Ronald? Smothered. Mrs. Weasley had taken it upon herself to attempt to teach poor ickle Ronnikins

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[range_ofaspoon]

After approaching the front door Ron squirmed, pursing his lips to the side of his mouth before raising his fist to knock. It wasn't too late to run away. If he turned and ran quickly, he could be far enough away to apparate without Hermione hearing. Yeah, that could work.

But Ron didn't run. Instead he took a step forward and knocked, wincing a bit as he did so.

The moment Hermione opened the door he beamed widely, all the nervousness seeming to rush to his face as a means of escaping. "Hi Hermione!" he chirped, probably a little too loudly. "What're you cooking? I smell food."

[most_amazing]

"Oh, I might've borrowed a recipe or two from the house-elves at Hogwarts. I can't promise it's going to taste as good, but it smells good," she explained with a coy smile, and secretly adds and not burnt. "I thought it might be good for you to get out of the Burrow for a wee bit."

She noticed that Ron looked a bit nervous - moreso than usual. She wondered if maybe they should have that talk - the that defines what they are and all, but that might traumatize poor Ronald more than knitting with his Mum.

"And Crookies is in the study, so he won't glare at you or anything," she grinned.

[range_ofaspoon]

"Oh, better than a wee bit," he said feeling relieved. "Mum's always hovering. I swear that she wants to know my schedule for going to the toilet."

He walked a little further inside, looking around the flat and exhaling, trying to ease his nerves some by getting more acquainted with his surroundings.

"And your cat can do a lot more than glare. He has it in for me, I know it."