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Number 2: Hermione Granger thinks Ron's fear of spiders is pathetic... and endearing.

An ear-piercing shriek erupted from the kitchen. Hermione raced in from her study to find Ron perched on the kitchen bench, cowering in fear and trembling from head to foot.

"What is it, Ron?" asked Hermione, quickly scanning the room for any sign of danger. There was none. Ron was in perfectly good condition; just paralysed by fear. Hermione soon discovered why. There, at the foot of the pantry, was a spider the size of her palm. Its eight legs were spiky with black bristles and it looked up at Hermione with its eight milky eyes.

"Sp... spi... spider!" squeaked Ron, not taking his eyes off the creature.

Hermione rolled her eyes and chuckled at her husband. "Yes, Ronald. It's just a spider."

He stared at her incredulously, his blue eyes the size of galleons. "Just a spider? Sure it's just a spider; a great big hairy one!"

"So?" said Hermione, shrugging her shoulders.

Ron glared at her indifference. "So... get rid of it!"

"Fine," sighed Hermione, leaning down and picking up the spider. It stood warily on her palm, waiting for her to squash it. With a mischievous grin, Hermione walked right up to Ron and placed the spider on his shoulder. Ron's squeal was so loud that the spider jumped off him and scurried away to the door. Ron leapt off the bench and drew his wand, his breathing loud and fast and his heart thumping wildlyg in his chest.

"Sweet mother of Merlin," he whimpered, his voice barely higher than a whisper. "What the bloody hell did you do that for? Do you want to kill me, woman?"

Hermione giggled and leaned down to kiss Ron softly. "Aww," she cooed. "Ickle Ronniekins is scared of the little spider."

Ron glowered at her and stowed his wand away in his pocket. "That was cruel Hermione."

She sat down next to him and smiled sweetly. "Love you, honey," she said. "Even if you're fear of spiders is irrational and pathetic."

Ron chuckled and wrapped his arms around her tighter. "Hmm, perhaps," he murmured against her lips. "But just remember, Mrs Weasley, I know what your Boggart is."


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