Ron swore animatedly under his breath, wondering why on the earth the world seemed to hate him. The minute he worked up the courage to attempt to kiss Hermione was the minute they just had to get interupted. Honestly, what had he done to deserve that?
His hand dropped back down to his sides and his face went red, his ears, of course, turning even more red than they had been. He sprang up, needing to stand and stop being so close to her for the moment. He looked at the ground, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck and rocking back and forth on his heels.
"Er, right. So." He said, looking around and then finally at her. "You're okay then?"
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