Hermione walked across the the lawn outside the Weasley's burrow. The night was cold and her bag felt like it weighed a hundred kilograms. Every step was muffled and she hoped she could slip away without waking anyone. "Hermione!" called a familiar voice from behind her. Hermione turned to see Ron running towards her, before she could disapparate he seized her into his arms. "Where the bloody hell do u think you're going 'Mione?" zei Ron with a sign of anger in his voice. Realizing that Hermione was shivering, he quickly took off his jas and wrapped it around her. "Ron" whispered Hermione...
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