RP: Walking, talking and visiting
Date: 19 November 2004
Characters: Ron, Hermione and Cedric
Location: South of the river
Status: Private
Summary: Ron and Hermione take a walk and visit Cedric at his farm.
Completion: Complete
Noticing the owls flying in and out of the house, Ron asked Hermione if she knew what was going on. She said she and Cedric had a bit of a tiff before the Quidditch match, he'd owled her to apologise, but that hadn't gone well either, and now Hermione wanted to talk to Cedric in person.
Women, Ron muttered to himself as he pulled on his boots and jacket. He got along fairly well with Cedric when he'd seen him at the market. He thought Cedric was an interesting bloke, so he didn't understand why Hermione had her knickers in a twist. He offered to walk with her, as much to see the Diggory farm again as to keep an eye on Hermione and make sure she and Cedric didn't have another row.
"You ready to go yet?" he called up the stairs. He was certainly ready and itching for a good walk. Now that he wasn't sleeping on leaves or up trees or holing up in caves, he was starting to appreciate the Devon countryside again.
Characters: Ron, Hermione and Cedric
Location: South of the river
Status: Private
Summary: Ron and Hermione take a walk and visit Cedric at his farm.
Completion: Complete
Noticing the owls flying in and out of the house, Ron asked Hermione if she knew what was going on. She said she and Cedric had a bit of a tiff before the Quidditch match, he'd owled her to apologise, but that hadn't gone well either, and now Hermione wanted to talk to Cedric in person.
Women, Ron muttered to himself as he pulled on his boots and jacket. He got along fairly well with Cedric when he'd seen him at the market. He thought Cedric was an interesting bloke, so he didn't understand why Hermione had her knickers in a twist. He offered to walk with her, as much to see the Diggory farm again as to keep an eye on Hermione and make sure she and Cedric didn't have another row.
"You ready to go yet?" he called up the stairs. He was certainly ready and itching for a good walk. Now that he wasn't sleeping on leaves or up trees or holing up in caves, he was starting to appreciate the Devon countryside again.