Not that the last couple of days haven't been exciting and all, with the new arrivals and everything... That's lovely and all that. It really is. It felt empty here, for a bit.
But, really. Really. Can I go to bed, yet
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Of your jokes, I don't think that was a particularly compelling one, Ronald. So let's not repeat that.
[ At first, her gaze is pretty disapproving... but she's exhausted as well, and the shuffling like a drowsy puppy is cute, so she sneaks her hand down to link with his and tugs him in the direction of the bed. ]
Also, if you end up without sleep for three days, I don't know how high up you'd get in any building. Jumping out of the cabin won't do you much good, that's for certain.
[ Hermione easily slips out of her robe, wearing a camisole and pajama pants, generally pretty modest all in all. She hovers at the side of the bed, waiting for him to slide in a bit. ]
I imagine Crookshanks would want to join you for that one.
[ Indignantly, she nudges Ron with her pillow as she herself slips in--not quite shoving, but showing some disapproval. He's too big for her to effectively shove with so little room, anyway. ]
And he's not off. He's an incredibly intelligent and adoring cat, you just haven't given him much of a chance, despite everything that's happened.
[ She lies down, head on the pillow, eyes very droopy indeed, and with a yawn to match. ]
[Ron just kind-of chuckles. He's tired and possibly a bit loopy about it all. He shifts to give her more room and to attempt to get arms around her, and she gets a somewhat clumsy squeeze.]
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[ At first, her gaze is pretty disapproving... but she's exhausted as well, and the shuffling like a drowsy puppy is cute, so she sneaks her hand down to link with his and tugs him in the direction of the bed. ]
Also, if you end up without sleep for three days, I don't know how high up you'd get in any building. Jumping out of the cabin won't do you much good, that's for certain.
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I'll just get up as high as I can and then roll down the stairs, if it gets to that point.
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I imagine Crookshanks would want to join you for that one.
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[He shifts, crawls in to bed and claims a pillow.]
I still say that cat's off.
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[ Indignantly, she nudges Ron with her pillow as she herself slips in--not quite shoving, but showing some disapproval. He's too big for her to effectively shove with so little room, anyway. ]
And he's not off. He's an incredibly intelligent and adoring cat, you just haven't given him much of a chance, despite everything that's happened.
[ She lies down, head on the pillow, eyes very droopy indeed, and with a yawn to match. ]
But. Bed now?
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Mm-hm.
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