[Ron stares right back at her, his freckles standing out more than usual. He slumps back against a wall, and starts nervously clicking the delimunator in his pocket, ignoring the way it makes the light from the closest wall lamp zip into his pocket and return to its place.
It's not like Harry's always got the answers, in fact it's usually Hermione that comes up with the brilliant plan - but the idea of Harry being...behind, somehow, is making Ron's stomach hurt.]
Dunno.
[He looks up at Hermione again, wanting to ask what the last thing she remembers is - but he's a bit afraid of the answer.]
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It's not like Harry's always got the answers, in fact it's usually Hermione that comes up with the brilliant plan - but the idea of Harry being...behind, somehow, is making Ron's stomach hurt.]
Dunno.
[He looks up at Hermione again, wanting to ask what the last thing she remembers is - but he's a bit afraid of the answer.]
What if it happens to us? Forgetting?