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She looked beautiful even when she was sick. She was sitting up in bed putting up an awful row about how she shouldn't be stuck in bed all day.
"Harry, don't be ridiculous; just make me a potion, and I'll be fine!" She pleaded with him for the twenty-fourth time. He had refused to give her a potion, she had worked herself sick and she needed time to naturally recuperate.
"Hermione, you did this to yourself. I told you that you were working too hard." She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him.
"I don't want to be here."
"Honestly Hermione, you need to get some rest, and if this is the only way…" She threw her hands up in frustration.
"You've got to be kidding me. This is ridiculous!" He smiled sheepishly at her as he adjusted her pillows slightly. She scowled and slapped his hand away from her. He crossed his arms.
"I'm not letting you out of that bed until you get some rest."
"But I'm so close to finding another!"
"It can wait a day or two. We can't go after them with you so worn out. Look I'm a generous man; I gave you something to read while you rest up." He handed her a stack of paper like an olive branch. She muttered something under her breath and flipped through the stack.
"Daily Prophet, The Quibbler… Witch's Weekly?"
"I don't know what you read for recreation."
"Just books. I read up on spell history or ancient runes," she snorted as she examined the cover, "I don't read about finding the perfect wizard for me." He rolled his eyes and smiled at her.
"Just promise you'll rest some." She smiled up at him innocently.
"Of course." He grabbed her wand from her bedside table. "Hey!"
"No magic until you get better." He crossed his arms waiting for her to put up another fight. She was silent and he took that as acceptance. He kissed her on her forehead. "I just want you to get better, okay?" He pulled away and she was still trying her best to remain icy towards him, but he could see a hint of a smile breaking through. "Call me if you need anything." And he closed the door behind him.
It's not like he was trying to hurt her or make her upset; it was quite the opposite. He was worried about her. She had been taking a Pepper Up Potion almost every morning or afternoon to keep from getting too tired and it was really taking a toll on her. Now she was sick from exhaustion. She needed good old-fashioned bed rest.
"How's she doing?" Ron was waiting with a game of wizard chess set up for the two of them.
"Upset that she can't do any research." Ron rolled his eyes.
"She's mental." He smiled as he sat across from Ron. "So, what's going on with you two anyway?" His breath caught in his throat; Ron had noticed?
"What do you mean?" Ron rolled his eyes again.
"With you and Hermione. I'm not that dense. You always smile when you see her or touch her."
"I don't even think Hermione and me know what's going on."
"So you're completely over Ginny?" Ron tried to clarify.
"Yes." Ron nodded curtly as his queen moved two spaces.
"So have you and Hermione…um…well I don't really want to know but-"
"We haven't done anything, Ron."
"It's not like I really care that much it's just, I mean, I'm you're guys' friend too so I just don't want to be left in the dark about things." They smiled at each other a little awkwardly.
"Ron, nothing is going to happen between Hermione and me. It's just too dangerous for her. Voldemort's used other people I care about against me before. You two mean too much to me. I'm not going to put her in that kind of danger." Ron shook his head.
"Harry, we're all in danger. You and Hermione dating or whatever isn't going to change anything. If anything, it will make you two happier, you know? Things are getting pretty serious for everyone; I think we would all like a little reprieve now and then."
"Ron, no offense, but you're sounding like Hermione." Ron smiled.
"Alright, I admit. Hermione was the one who told me all of that. Let's just say she's been helping me with some romantic problems of my own."
"So she really believes that all the danger doesn't matter?"
"Mate, I think we all deserve some happiness now more than ever. Checkmate." Ron left the room leaving him to ponder the strangely well-given advice that Ron had just preached.
"Harry! Harry I need you!" He could hear Hermione calling from upstairs. He smiled. He needed her too.
A/N: More Horcrux finding is coming up. Anyway, tell me what you think!