Hearing Ron come through the door shook Hermione back to attention, drawing in a shaky breath as she rose to her feet and brushed nonexistent wrinkles out of her skirt. Her gaze lingered on her reflection, quickly testing her smile a few times, but there was no hiding the flush of the cheeks or the way that her heart pounded insistently against her chest.
As much as Hermione liked the idea of telling Ron the good news over dinner, she knew that she wouldn't be able to restrain herself for so long. With one last sniffle, Hermione made her way down the hall, quickly descending the stairs. By the time she made it halfway, Ron was already on his way up, and Hermione's breath caught at the sight of the bouquet he was holding. Any other day, it would have been a sweet gesture. Today, she felt herself tearing up immediately.
"Oh, Ron," she breathed, quickly wrapping her arms around Ron's waist in a tight embrace. "The flowers are beautiful. You didn't have to, but they're simply lovely, thank you." Worrying her lower lip for a second, Hermione smiled as she pressed a quick kiss to Ron's lips.
"Don't worry about the reservations; I called to let them know that we'd be a little late," she reassured him, before dropping one hand in his and leading him up the rest of the stairs. "I was actually hoping that we could talk before heading out. I've some important news to share with you."
She could feel her hand trembling, and quickly tightened her grip in hopes of reassuring Ron. Or perhaps she was reassuring herself. It was hard to tell which.
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As much as Hermione liked the idea of telling Ron the good news over dinner, she knew that she wouldn't be able to restrain herself for so long. With one last sniffle, Hermione made her way down the hall, quickly descending the stairs. By the time she made it halfway, Ron was already on his way up, and Hermione's breath caught at the sight of the bouquet he was holding. Any other day, it would have been a sweet gesture. Today, she felt herself tearing up immediately.
"Oh, Ron," she breathed, quickly wrapping her arms around Ron's waist in a tight embrace. "The flowers are beautiful. You didn't have to, but they're simply lovely, thank you." Worrying her lower lip for a second, Hermione smiled as she pressed a quick kiss to Ron's lips.
"Don't worry about the reservations; I called to let them know that we'd be a little late," she reassured him, before dropping one hand in his and leading him up the rest of the stairs. "I was actually hoping that we could talk before heading out. I've some important news to share with you."
She could feel her hand trembling, and quickly tightened her grip in hopes of reassuring Ron. Or perhaps she was reassuring herself. It was hard to tell which.