i hope my first child is a dragon
“I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily.
Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.”
“I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will… then she’ll ditch me…”
Exploded Flowers by Fong Qi Wei