❝ You do realize that your sheets are changed, your fires lit, your classrooms cleaned, and your food cooked by a group of magical creatures who are 𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 and 𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 ? ❞
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——She peered around the corner shelf, a 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 large tower of books in hand, attempting to aim for the table.
———Studying, 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆, was her goal.
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“Oh but Ronald, you used to love driving your father’s flying car. What is wrong with driving? It’s way more direct.” She smirked knowing he would protest. They weren’t going that far and she already planned for them to apparate.
@weasleychessboy fingers from shaking. Her stomach started to turn with nerves of losing him as her worst fears seem to be coming to life right before her eyes.
@weasleychessboy mean? You didn’t fail, being an Auror just wasn’t the right path for you. I’ve been thinking that I too, might not be on the right path. But.. you’re leaving? Why? I mean.. I guess I don’t understand. What is in Romania?”
Hermione couldn’t help her face from flushing and her+
She smiled to herself. “Forgetful this morning are we? Did we forget that you promised we could go Christmas shopping today. In the Muggle mall….” She smirked, peeking at him through her eyelashes, waiting for the protestations.
@weasleychessboy Walking in the door of their shared flat, Hermione called out, apologizing again for her tardiness. “Ron? I’m home.. I’m sorry, I lost track of time. I didn’t want to bring anything home and bother you, so I just kept working.” She forced a smile when she saw him, walking up+