Title: A Little Fun With The Morning Post

Sequel to Like Glue and Tape

by: l00ny

Hermione was reading the paper.

"Don't flip the page yet, I'm not done reading it!"

Hermione sniffed. "Ron, can't you wait until I'm done?"

Ron ignored her. "Turn back one page, I want to see how the Cannons are doing."

"When I'm done," Hermione insisted. She flipped another page.

"Hermione!"

"Let me read the paper, Ron!" Hermione said. She turned the next page with so much force that she ripped it in two.

"Now look what you've done!" she snapped.

"What have I done?" Ron snorted (protested?). "I didn't do anything!"

Hermione put down the ruined newspaper and stood up. "Why couldn't you just let me finish reading the paper?" she nearly shouted.

Before either of them could act on their violent urges, Pigwidgeon fluttered in through the kitchen window.

"It must be a letter from Rose," Hermione said, suddenly eager to divert the situation.

Ron was already there, opening the envelope and patting Pig on the head.

Hermione sat down again and pulled out her wand to repair the Daily Prophet.

After a few minutes of silence, she looked up from her reading again. Ron resembled nothing so much as a strawberry with orange leaves.

"What happened?" Hermione asked. She put the paper down again. "Is Rose all right?"

Ron swore loudly. "I'll kill him," he snarled.

Hermione's eyes widened. "She broke up with Scorpius again?"

Ron nodded, growing ruddier by the moment.

Hermione stood and walked over to him, putting a calming hand on his shoulder. "Did she say why?"

Ron looked at the letter again. After a long time, he answered, "Pink versus blue..."

"Oh, all right," Hermione dismissed. She moved back towards her chair at the kitchen table. "They'll be together again by tomorrow."

Ron frowned. "What?"

"This is a temporary thing," Hermione said. "A very temporary thing. Don't worry."

"Do they do this often?"

"Nearly every day," Hermione said, reopening her paper.

Ron spluttered.

"Honestly, Ron, it's not important," Hermione said.

Ron spluttered more.

Hermione looked over her fixed paper. "Are you all right?"

When she received no answer, she laughed. "You know, you're funny when you're being an overprotective father."

Ron seemed to have recovered, though he turned a little red. "You're sure it's nothing?"

"We were nearly as bad," she said, returning to her article, "maybe worse, and look where we ended up."

There were another few moments of silence. Then -

"You think they're going to get married? R-Rosie? And Malfoy? Hermione - "