"Harry- you'll catch cold, come in," Hermione said quickly, practically pulling Harry inside. The apartment was impeccably clean, and the smell of freshly brewed tea hung in the air.
Some noises rose from elsewhere in the apartment- surely it was Ron up to something or other. As things were going so well with him, Hermione had given him unprecedented space lately. Though, the considerable amount of work coming in also played a factor in that.
Either way, it felt like old times thinking about an evening with just the three of them. The same old familiar feelings stirred up in Hermione that she had felt at Harry's back to school party only a few weeks ago. Though, the party certainly had a lighter air. Hermaine felt like Harry flew in with a certainly more serious purpose.
"Ron!" Hermione's voice filled the entirety of the apartment in a clearly practiced way that could not be easily ignored, "Harry's here!"
She gave Harry a soft smile, "Come, sit. Can I get you something? Tea?"
Ron knew Harry was on his way. He knew Hermione was actually home and not working on work for the moment. He also knew that there were a few more things he needed to iron out with a couple spells Seamus had taught him recently
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Harry's response followed a slight shudder in the remembrance of limbs and clothes and a bare naked Ron Weasley ass he hadn't had the mispleasure of seeing since their days on the Quidditch field back in Hogwarts.
It was enough to truly scar him.
He couldn't help but flop down on the sofa, his body sinking into the cushions with a hapless sigh. It felt good to sit down, he had to admit.
"You know what, tea actually sounds bril, Hermione-" he told her, offering his best mate a smile. "Though, if you happen to have a bit of brandy you could slosh inside-"
He couldn't help a rueful grin in Ron's direction.
"'Course-" Hemione could have easily waved her wand to serve Harry, but she was happy to take a moment to leave the room. She had felt her face sour slightly at the memory of the last time Harry saw himself in...
"I just- what on earth-" Hermione muttered to herself as she passed Ron. Her nostrils flared as her eyes darted around his body at the inexplicable dust and nonsense covering him.
She had nearly made it to the kitchen when before she knew what was happening her wand was out and a small whirlwind surrounded Ron sweeping up the debris.
Some clanking dishes could be heard shortly after she disappeared into the kitchen.
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Some noises rose from elsewhere in the apartment- surely it was Ron up to something or other. As things were going so well with him, Hermione had given him unprecedented space lately. Though, the considerable amount of work coming in also played a factor in that.
Either way, it felt like old times thinking about an evening with just the three of them. The same old familiar feelings stirred up in Hermione that she had felt at Harry's back to school party only a few weeks ago. Though, the party certainly had a lighter air. Hermaine felt like Harry flew in with a certainly more serious purpose.
"Ron!" Hermione's voice filled the entirety of the apartment in a clearly practiced way that could not be easily ignored, "Harry's here!"
She gave Harry a soft smile, "Come, sit. Can I get you something? Tea?"
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Harry's response followed a slight shudder in the remembrance of limbs and clothes and a bare naked Ron Weasley ass he hadn't had the mispleasure of seeing since their days on the Quidditch field back in Hogwarts.
It was enough to truly scar him.
He couldn't help but flop down on the sofa, his body sinking into the cushions with a hapless sigh. It felt good to sit down, he had to admit.
"You know what, tea actually sounds bril, Hermione-" he told her, offering his best mate a smile. "Though, if you happen to have a bit of brandy you could slosh inside-"
He couldn't help a rueful grin in Ron's direction.
"You look like hell, mate."
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"I just- what on earth-" Hermione muttered to herself as she passed Ron. Her nostrils flared as her eyes darted around his body at the inexplicable dust and nonsense covering him.
She had nearly made it to the kitchen when before she knew what was happening her wand was out and a small whirlwind surrounded Ron sweeping up the debris.
Some clanking dishes could be heard shortly after she disappeared into the kitchen.
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