Keeping in mind the testing time we are all going through right now, I'll be posting short drabbles, (hopefully, one every day) for anyone who wants to dive down into Romione love to keep themselves sane.
Most of these will be Missing Moments from the books. I'm sharing these on Tumblr and didn't want my ffn readers to miss out.
I am also trying to update my WIPs although due to the nature of my day-job my workload is insane at the moment. Take care and stay safe, guys. ~Love, Azalea.
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During their time at the Shell Cottage, while Hermione was still healing, Ron would often walk into her room with a cup of tea and the two of them would quietly stand next to the window watching the waves crash against the cliff in the distance.
Hermione would slowly lean onto him until her weight rested completely on Ron, and his arms would wrap around her pulling her closer into his chest, in the warmth of his tattered Weasley jumper. Often and mostly without warning, Hermione, still fighting the darkness left behind by the Cruciatus, would begin to heave, struggling to breathe as if transported to the ominous hall in the Malfoy Manor and Ron would instinctively know. His fingers would reach her wrist and rub gentle circles on her pulse points until her breathing eased and Hermione would fall in love with him a little more...
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