Looking over at him, Hermione laughed and moved to shove him gently. "Honestly, Ron, stop that," she said, smiling herself. She pulled her other hand back so she could make him stop, but her hand slipped and came in contact with one of the thorns on the plant they were working on.
"Ow!" she exclaimed, pulling her hand to her and looking at the small wound. The thorn, about the size of a centimeter or two was sticking out and she had to bite her lip as it started pulsing. Ironic how things never started hurting until one looks at the spot.
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