Ron nodded, taking the offered potion and downing it quickly so he wouldn't have to taste it for very long. He wondered if Hermione would have told him to be more careful if she'd known he was moving to give her a thankful gesture. Nonetheless, he dropped back onto his pillows after having the potion and sighed slightly.
"This bloody sucks." He said, reaching up and wiping his teary eyes with his good hand. "Why am I always getting injured?" He leaned forward tiredly, resting his forehead on her outstretched arm. "Do some of that clever magic of yours and make me better, 'Mione." He mumbled, feeling the pain potion starting to take effect. He was tired, yes, but he was ignoring it. He wanted to talk to Hermione, not fall asleep while she was there. Plus, he wasn't that tired. It'd be a while before he dozed off.
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