Ron has been avoiding me so he doesn't have to listen to me pester him about his opinions on hotels. We're leaving tomorrow, but every time I manage to catch up to him, he just pats me on the shoulder in a very fatherly away and says, "Everything is up to you."
I wish he had said that earlier. So maybe I'd be picking out china patterns instead of room colours.
January 23rd Friday
Chocolate Units: 14 (inn food fabulous), Times asked Ron if he was enjoying himself: 7 (all right), Number of Actual Responses: 1 (better)
3:45pm
The romantic moment of Ron and I sweeping into the room with a bitter breeze was cut short with the appearance of Snape in the threshold of the inn.
"Huh?" I grunted, staring at him.
Ron put his arm around my shoulder protectively, while Snape managed to say, in his very smooth, grating, Snape-ish way, "On holiday, I presume?"
"Erm…mini-break, yes." I replied, eyeing Ron to keep him quiet. His face was turning a very deep red.
"I see." He stepped back from the doorway and allowed us to enter from the snowy realm of the outdoors. "I was just going to go for a walk. I suppose you wouldn't want to join me?"
"Erm…you suppose right," Ron retorted in his very shy and slow manner. He probably meant to sound assertive, but was failing miserably.
"Sorry, Professor," I added quickly, seeing my Potions grade flash before my eyes.
But he didn't sneer; he just nodded to us and walked out the door. "I will see you later, then. Good day, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger."
"Uh…yeah."
5:00pm
Why is Snape here?
6:03pm
I asked Ron this question, and he said it might have been because Dumbledore wanted to keep an eye on us.
"But why did it have to be Snape?" Ron groaned, smothering his head into my lap. "Out of all the professors, why Snape? It could have been McGonagall for all I care!"
"No…no," I protested in a whimper. "Snape is much better than McGonagall. At the moment, anyway. Trust me."
I don't think he knows. Well, I won't ruin our break by explaining it to him.
7:09pm
Inn is very romantic and everything, but we've been here for only a few hours and I now find it profusely boring.
Find myself half-hoping that Snape would reappear just to shake things up a bit.
9:03pm
Wish was answered. Ron and I went down to the dining room for dinner and Snape decided to join us. I tried to hide my amused smirk as Ron flushed, tongue sticking as he didn't know what on earth to say.
"Good evening," Snape said smoothly, shaking a napkin with nimble fingers and placing it across his lap. "I hope you find yourselves well."
Ron just returned to room early. I'm not going to be rude, I'll wait until dessert is served.
10:07pm
Stayed in dining room long past when dessert was served, speaking to Snape about the use of fur of newly discovered mammals in potions. He's really a very interesting man, not at all as greasy and grumpy as he usually seems.
Ron was very angry on my arrival back at the room. Finally gave in and tramped around in leopard-print knickers, but they didn't have quite enough of the charm that Fred and George had promised to get Ron back into a good mood.
Ugh, McGonagall is probably getting more than me.
…ew…
January 25th Sunday
Chocolate Units:17, Times Fallen into Lake: 2, Shaggings: 0
Efforts on mini-break have somewhat proved fruitless. Ron is milling about in a perky gloom, only to brighten up with a mention of going home.
Or when I accidentally tipped my canoe over in the lake, seconds away from getting eaten alive by carnivorous aqua creatures.
Then he laughed.
Somehow, I don't think this is normal. Even for males.
Perhaps he is cheating on me?
Eh, probably.
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