006 - [Written] / [Action]

[sacrificemyself]

Hermione, are you doing anything later? I've got something for you.

[In the mean time, Ron can be found sitting by a tree in the woods, scribbling something on some parchment and occasionally crossing words out, muttering to himself in frustration. Feel free to stumble across him and wonder over what he's writing.]

Comments

[written]

[loyalotter]

No, I'm not, but Ron, have you been by the House since noon? [Sorry, Ron, one track mind.]

[written]

[sacrificemyself]

No, I've been... out. Why?

[written]

[loyalotter]

Where are you, then? I'll show you.

[Yeah and she does kinda really want to see you, Ron. Not just to show off Crookshanks.]

[written]

[sacrificemyself]

I'm... well, I can come back to the house, I guess. Nothing's wrong, right?

[And of course, he's headed back as soon as he's done writing, keeping a wary eye on the journal for a response. Things would go wrong on her birthday, wouldn't they?]

[Action]

[cruxofapotter]

[Sometime much later, preferably when Hermione is off enjoying her presents and her kitty, Harry will come looking for his bffl. He's a little nervous.]

Er, Ron... I need to talk to you about something.

[Action]

[sacrificemyself]

[Ron looks up from his food (because let's face it, there's always food to look up from, and this time it takes the form of a package of biscuits he'd squirreled away). He's pretty relaxed at first, but gdit, Harry, why you gotta be so full of drama?]

... er, yeah? Something wrong?

[Action]

[cruxofapotter]

[Hey man, Harry made a cake today. That has to count for something!]

... Sort of. It's complicated.

[Action]

[sacrificemyself]

[Was it a drama cake? Because those don't count.]

Complicated; why am I not surprised. Do we need to call the others?