Ron: It’s really weird that we have to learn magical theory. I mean, it’s magic, innit? It’s not really possible to enforce rules on it.
Hermione: Everything has rules, Ron. Even magic; just look at Gamp’s Laws of Elemental Transfiguration.
Ron: You mean including the food one I broke back in second year when my wand backfired?
Hermione: …
Hermione: I need to go and rethink my entire life.

Harry: You okay, Hermione? You look a bit down.
Hermione: It’s Ron. I honestly can’t tell whether he likes me as more than a friend or not.
Ron: (nearby, wearing a jumper with the slogan ‘Ron Weasley loves Hermione Granger) OH MY MERLIN, YOU GUYS; HERMIONE IS SO SMART, AND FUNNY, AND GORGEOUS, AND AMAZING! I WANT TO GET MARRIED TO HER AND HAVE HER BABIES AND-
Hermione: (to Harry) You see? I have no idea either way. He must be very subtle about it.
Harry: (facepalms)

Rose: Mum, what happened during the battle of Hogwarts?
Hermione: That’s not something you should really ask until you’re older, Rose.
Rose: Pleeeeeease, mum?
Hermione: Oh, alright then.
Rose: (settles down eagerly to listen) Was it dangerous?
Hermione: Yes. Although one plus side of the danger was that I finally lost my self-control and snogged your father senseless-
Ron: (from the next room) ‘MIONE, WHAT ARE YOU TELLING OUR INNOCENT DAUGHTER?!

Hermione: Anime is just for children, Ron!
Ron: *plays “Cha-la Head Cha-la” aggressively*

Ron: Hermione, I think you’re really pretty.
Hermione: (not really paying attention) That’s nice, Ron.
Ron: I would really like to date you.
Hermione: (still not paying attention) I see.
Ron: I’ve been in love with you since the moment I met you.
Hermione: (not paying Ron the slightest bit of attention) That’s really lovely, Ron. Harry, do you think we all need to talk about Voldemort’s latest scheme?
Harry: (sobbing incoherently in frustration into his hands)

Ron: ‘Mione, time for prefect patrol!
Hermione: What’s the sudden change in interest, Ron? Usually, you moan for ages before we go on patrol.
Ron: Listen, the keeper position and my prefect status are the only things I have. I’m trying to… you know, take a little more responsibility with them.
Hermione: (hoarsely) Re…responsibility?
Ron: Yeah. Me and Harry have started formulating strategy for the next match, and I’m taking steps to improve my Keeping skills. As for prefect stuff, I’m taking my paperwork more seriously, and I’m going to be writing reports for every patrol we do.
Hermione: (continuing to stare at Ron, biting her lip and tilting her head)
Ron: What?
– SEVERAL HOURS LATER-
Hermione: (to Ginny) I want him. I want him… bad.

Ron: You know, I think the house-elves do have a pretty rough deal.

Hermione: I’m glad you’re beginning to see that!

Ron: But I think maybe we should look at what the house-elves want, instead of just imposing our own human standards of their world onto their situation. Do you think we could get in touch with sentient-creature welfare groups, so that we can gain some more perspectives on the house-elves’ situation worldwide?

Hermione: …

Hermione’s brain:

(Hermione has taken Ron clothes shopping)
Hermione: (showing him a jacket) See, Ron; it’s unisex.
Ron: Oh, I’m sorry, love; I didn’t realise you needed-
Hermione: (blushing) No, no, no, Ron; it’s U-N-I Sex.
Ron: (now kissing her neck) Isn’t that kind-of the same thing?…

At the Gryffindor table at breakfast…

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Hermione: Now, If I can just get this ridiculous lid off the jar… ARGGGGGGH….(straining to twist it off)….darn it…it’s stuck.

Ron: (takes the jar and twists the top off, smiling sweetly at Hermione) Here you go, ‘Mione.

Hermione: (blushing slightly as she takes the opened jar back) Thanks…

Harry: (getting a brainwave) That’s it! We all need a work-out! Ron can feel more confident in himself, and Hermione; you won’t have to starve to death if Ron divorces you!

Hermione: (blushing furiously) WE’RE NOT MARRIED!

Harry: (seriously) Yes. Yes you are.

Hermione: (doing a crossword puzzle) Hmmm…. three letter word meaning “perfection”….
Ron: (smiling lopsidedly)”You”?
Hermione: (blushes bright red whilst smiling back) Well, I was going to put “Ron” but I suppose that fits too….