Room 308, Tuesday evening

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Hermione was studying, which probably came as a surprise to no one. Classes were back in session, she didn't have any evil principals to plot against, and that meant her priorities were blissfully back to normal. So there she was, at her desk, with a book on mathematical theory and knitting needles spelled nearby to make some more hats for the Hogwarts elves. She was sure Ginny would distribute them if she asked.

[Door and post, both open. Plz distract the bookworm.]

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"Will you stop being logical about this!"

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She sighed again. "When are you thinking of doing this?"

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"I dunno," Ron said grumpily. "Soon."

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"Will you tell me before you do anything?" she asked, noting the tone.

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"Only if you promise not to badger me about it."

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Hermione paused briefly. On one hand, this was idiotic. On the other, if she went along, maybe she could keep them from doing something more idiotic.

"I promise," she said. If needed, she could gently vocally poke once they got there.

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"Fine," Ron said looking mollified. "You won't tell Ginny, right?"

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Hermione made a face as she realized she really wouldn't even be able to get off a warning without Ginny being proactive. "I won't tell Ginny," she said, extremely reluctantly.

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"Thanks Hermione," Ron said breaking into a small grin. "You're all right."