Ronald Weasley (spidersbegone) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-01-10 13:32:00

Who: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Hospital Wing
Summary: Hermione visits Ron in his time of need
Rating: PG?
Status: Complete

Lying in bed in the hospital wing was no way to spend a Saturday. Of course, Ron hadn't intended on ending up where he was, but unfortunately, the wind had another plan for him. Upon going for his morning fly on the pitch, a gust of wind so powerful and huge knocked him off his broom and he'd fell to the ground, landing on his wrist at a very bad angle. So, he'd broken his wrist and was doomed to an entire Saturday in the hospital wing with the madwoman named Madam Pomfrey.

Hermione mentioned she might visit him though and he'd welcome the change in pace from taking horrid tasting potions every half hour to having something to do and someone to talk to. He waited patiently all morning and afternoon for her, hoping she'd remember.

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 04:28 am UTC (link)

"Think the other potions that I'm taking so frequently are draining me too much for me to actually feel the effects of the pain potion." He said all in one breath and then having to stop and breath. He really was drained and tired. There was no act here. Normally, he might play it up a little for some extra sympathy from Hermione but he'd never had to take so many potions at once. Apparently he'd completely shattered the bone.

Feeling a bit weak, he lay back on his pillows, still slightly propped up but no longer feeling well enough to sit up entirely. " 'M'just tired." He said softly, blinking a few times. "Thanks for coming up though. Been sodding bored all day."

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athenaspupil
2008-01-12 04:40 am UTC (link)

Hermione nodded, understanding. "What exactly happened," she asked, curious to get more of the story out of him than was published in his journal. "I know the wind blew you off your broom, but is that it?" Ron was a pretty decent flier when he had the confidence to be so, and so she found it pretty hard to believe that that was all that had happened. Had he been distracted?

When he thanked her, she gave a small smile and shrugged her shoulders. It really was nothing for her to come; what were friends for? And clearly, that's all that they were. "You're welcome, though, if you're as tired as you say you are, perhaps you should consider getting some sleep?"

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 04:44 am UTC (link)

Ron shook his head at her suggestion of rest, "It's just the potions." He said and then shrugged in response to her question, thinking back to the morning and what exactly had happened. Yes, he'd been flying and a gust of wind had knocked him off his broom but that wasn't it. There was more too it that he'd never reveal. He'd been very distracted that morning. So many thoughts going through his head about Hermione and the insane guilt he somehow felt, though he didn't know why when Hermione'd never fancy him, for snogging other girls. He'd been so busy thinking about her and the way she had been mad at him when she heard about Linda that he'd let go of his broom for just a moment and then had been knocked off.

"Reckon I was a bit distracted." He said, reaching up with his good hand to run it through his hair and push it off his forehead. "Wind took me by surprise, is all. It was the fall that broke my wrist."

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athenaspupil
2008-01-12 04:48 am UTC (link)

Hermione knew it was just the potions, but she gave him a look that suggested he ought to listen to her and the potions which were obviously making him tired. But he seemed adamant on staying awake for now and she really had no desire to argue with him. Especially since Madam Pomfrey might kick her out and because they had been on unsteady ground since she found out he'd kissed Linda. Not that it was really any of her business, but it had still felt like another smack in the face; he kept getting together with those in her dormitory.

"I had guessed as much," she said and then gave him a serious look. "Though you should have been more careful, especially while you were flying. The broom is only so big and can only hold you up if you're concentrating. Exactly how far did you fall anyway?"

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 04:51 am UTC (link)

"Dunno..." He said, shrugging once again. He wasn't sure how high up he'd been flying. "Like 30 or 40 feet? Something like that?" Looking at his watch he realized it was time for his next potion and, upon trying to skip one previously and experiencing intense and horrible pain, he was not keen on trying to do so again. Reaching for the 2 vials he needed to drink, he made a face and winced even before they were in his mouth, remembering their horrid taste. Drinking them down, he shuddered.

"Bloody gross." He said, reaching, with his left hand, for his glass of water and gulping it down quickly.

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athenaspupil
2008-01-12 05:17 am UTC (link)

"You felt thirty feet and all you broke was your wrist?" she asked, looking at him incredulously and the worry she had originally felt increased tenfold. "You're lucky you didn't break your entire arm or your neck!" It was almost improbable - falling that far and only receiving such a minor injury as he did. She shook her head in disbelief, trying not to imagine the scene itself.

Glancing up at him though, she watched as he took two of his potions, knowing that they probably didn't taste the best. And the expression on his face vouched for it. "They aren't usually meant to taste well considering what's in them," she said apologetically.

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 05:20 am UTC (link)

"Landed on a soft spot of grass, I dunno." He said, trying to think of a reason why he didn't hurt anything else. Really, he had no idea why he'd only broken his wrist. Granted, he had landed directly on it but from that height he should have broken his entire arm. He was just lucky he guessed.

"I wished they could put some sort of flavouring in them. Like chocolate or something. You're smart, Hermione, invent a chocolate flavoured potion." He grinned somewhat at her, or attempted to, but what appeared was a half-smile as he was, of course, slightly weak.

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athenaspupil
2008-01-12 05:24 am UTC (link)

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes when he said he'd landed on a soft spot of grass. Was he trying to be funny about something that was definitely serious. "You should consider yourself lucky," she said, deciding that she didn't really want to hear anymore on the matter because it was only causing her to worry about him all the more.

"Adding chocolate or anything else could easily throw the balance of the potion off without properly and thoroughly being tested for years and years first. There's a reason it's the way it is - it simply works best. Besides, having to take such disgusting potions doesn't exactly entice patients to have the inclination of getting hurt anytime soon."

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 05:32 am UTC (link)

It was Ron's turn to roll his eyes at her very scientific explanation of why the potion couldn't taste like chocolate. It was so like her and although he feigned annoyance, it was one of the things he found rather cute about her. Well, he found a lot of things cute about her now that he didn't used to. Before fourth year, most of the things he thought were cute were just annoying.

"Will you stay for a bit, 'Mione?" He asked, feeling a bit droawsy but ignoring it. "Gets really lonely and boring in here. Nice to have to someone to talk to." He was sucking up slightly in hopes that she might stick around for a while and keep him company.

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athenaspupil
2008-01-12 05:49 am UTC (link)

She noticed him rolling his eyes and pursed her lips. Sometimes, both his and Harry's reactions were easy to guess when she'd go on about something. Though, really, she was telling the truth - in order to invent a potion that tasted better, someone would have to start from scratch and ensure that it was properly balanced each step of the way.

At his request, however, her expression softened, especially when she realised how hopeful he was that she'd say yet. If only such emotions were directed towards her in ways she wished they would. They were friends though, that much had been clear by his recent philanderings around school. Again, not that it was really any of her business, she just hoped too in her own way.

"Of course I'll stay for a bit," she said, making it sound like it was the most obvious course of action.

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spidersbegone
2008-01-12 05:54 am UTC (link)

Ron smiled brightly at her, thankful she was going to stay with him, even for a little while. He was always worried that Hermione would chastise him and scold him when things like this happened instead of anything else but when she showed concern and she did things that made him happy, he couldn't help but ~~love~~ fancy her even more than he already did.

He moved slightly in bed, attempting to reach out and pat her hand thankfully but, on the way, he knocked his other arm and he hissed in pain, scrunching his eyes shut tight as his wrist began to throb madly. He teared up a bit at the pain, not expecting it and feeling it intensely.

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