“Vell enough, yes. And it is being okay, Hermyownny. You haff been very busy, yes? Vot vith schooling and trying to change the vorld, as you always haff been doing.”
He manages a soft smile, although it looks somewhat ill-suited for his face and it’s perpetual grumpiness.
“Oh, ve are doing an exhibition match! Nothing official in the League, it is just being for fun and practice. You vill come, yes?”
truthfully, she hadn’t been horribly busy. mostly, she just couldn’t think of anything to say to him. hermione grazed her teeth over her lower lip, her guilt only intensifying with the flash of his smile. he’d always been so kind to her, and she never understood why. at the change of topic, she looked up, offering him a sort of smile of her own. … practice?
‘ i - are you sure i’m allowed to be there? i’ve just… never heard of anyone watching the practice matches before. i don’t want to inconvenience you or cause you any trouble. ‘
“Ah, yes, I have been getting better vith my English since I vas last seeing you, I promise! I have been doing very vell! I have been playing Quidditch quite a lot as you could be guessing.”
‘ i’ve heard you’ve been doing really well this season! i’ve been getting your letters - i…i’ve been meaning to write, i’ve just been… ‘
hermione trailed off, fingers brushing idly through her thick curls. in reality, she just hadn’t had much to say. it felt rude, now that she thought about it.
