Hermione noticed just how close they were too when he sat up again. She held her breath, looking at him carefully before backing away just as he managed to fall out of the bed. She gasped and stood quickly, the chair she had been sitting in scratching against the floor loudly.
"Ron!" she cried, reaching down for her. "What in the world, are you all right?" she asked, looking at him and noticing his legs were still in the bed and tangled in the sheets. How had he even managed to do that? -- Nevermind, she hardly wanted to know and was more concerned about helping him.
"Come on," she said, grasping his upper arm and trying to pull him up. "I don't even know how you manage to get yourself into these situations." Part of her knew she'd be smiling and laughing about it later, but for now, she was more worried than anything.
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