Handling Glass ( A Romione Fanfic)
Suddenly he drew me into a hug. He made a few noises and I realised that he was crying. Crying! His tears soaked through my T-shirt and I held him tighter. I breathed in deeply, smelling one of the things I love most about Ron, he always smelt of a sort of wood like smell, like family, like cozy Christmases and most of all, like home. We stayed there for a while, feeling the tense of his muscles through his shirt, until I drew apart and broke the silence.
A lot is going on in Hermione's mind; how Ron is coping, whether he still likes her, whether she likes him and whether she should let in the new boy in her life. Busy with all of these thoughts and feelings she nearly forgets about school! Nearly.
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