"Oh Ha Ha, Hermione." Ron said, rolling his eyes at her little stab at him. "I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble finds me." He shook his head slightly and flashed her one of his famous grins before furrowing his eyebrows slightly and looking at the plant in front of him.
"Nice plant." He said softly, hoping not to get pricked and end up hurt again. He bit his lip in concentration, reaching out to pull a few petals off and deposit them in the container that had been provided. He tended to bite his lip when he was concentrating, a habit of his along with rubbing his neck and running a hand through his hair.
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