"Pleading the fifth!" But okay. Another victory for him, just for the day.
Hermione had noticed that Ron's creations were always hit and miss with their peers. A lot of kids, like Ron's siblings and Hermione's siblings, didn't exactly see the appeal of Ron's prankster-created mechanics. On the other, the kids whose parents were more into the arts side of life seemed to appreciate his efforts. But she couldn't recall a time no one laughed at one of his inventions. A good kind of laughing, of course.
"Proper form," she replied, barely stumbling over the lie. There wasn't much left for her in terms of studying the language. Now it was about writing her spells and pronouncing them correctly.
...her spells. She'd gone out to practice, how had she ended up walking back toward the cabins with Ron talking about past memories and the dance?
"I think this dance will be different than the ones we had in school," she pointed out. They were in a comfortable silence as they walked, but as soon as Ron stopped and drew attention to himself, she stopped, too, and turned her head to face him completely. Both eyebrows were lifted and her eyes were busy searching his face to see if he was actually serious. "...both of us?" she said.
Was he really asking what she thought he was asking? No, probably not. If she were thinking like Ron, she had to assume that he wanted to go just so he'd have company especially if she was the one forcing him to go in the first place. "I suppose we could go, yeah. Friends attend social functions together all the time, don't they? It might be really fun."
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Hermione had noticed that Ron's creations were always hit and miss with their peers. A lot of kids, like Ron's siblings and Hermione's siblings, didn't exactly see the appeal of Ron's prankster-created mechanics. On the other, the kids whose parents were more into the arts side of life seemed to appreciate his efforts. But she couldn't recall a time no one laughed at one of his inventions. A good kind of laughing, of course.
"Proper form," she replied, barely stumbling over the lie. There wasn't much left for her in terms of studying the language. Now it was about writing her spells and pronouncing them correctly.
...her spells. She'd gone out to practice, how had she ended up walking back toward the cabins with Ron talking about past memories and the dance?
"I think this dance will be different than the ones we had in school," she pointed out. They were in a comfortable silence as they walked, but as soon as Ron stopped and drew attention to himself, she stopped, too, and turned her head to face him completely. Both eyebrows were lifted and her eyes were busy searching his face to see if he was actually serious. "...both of us?" she said.
Was he really asking what she thought he was asking? No, probably not. If she were thinking like Ron, she had to assume that he wanted to go just so he'd have company especially if she was the one forcing him to go in the first place. "I suppose we could go, yeah. Friends attend social functions together all the time, don't they? It might be really fun."
Friends. That's what he'd meant, surely.