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


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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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[info]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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