Lavender and Ron sat together, enjoying their food.
When Muya walked up to them, Ron froze and instinctively turned away from Lavender's feeding spoon. "I'm full, Lavender."
"Oh, okay, Ron." Lavender set down her cutlery, took out a handkerchief, and reached over to wipe Ron's mouth.
Ron jumped and hurriedly took the handkerchief from her. "Oh, thanks. I actually needed this."
Muya, like some kind of authenticity seal, stood right in front of them and quietly watched their interaction.
Ron finally raised his head as though resigning himself to fate. The moment he looked into Muya's dark brown eyes, he seemed almost scalded.
"Sorry for interrupting your time together, Ron. Could you come to Hagrid's hut later?"
"...Yeah."
Hearing Ron agree, Muya bid the two of them goodbye as if she had been freed, and her expression relaxed.
Her third-wheel duties were finally over.
Great. Now she could go find Harry.
She would call both of them to Hagrid's hut, let them clear everything up, then have Hermione help smooth things over. Perfect.
"Hermione, have you seen Harry?"
As though remembering something, Hermione shook her head. "He left with his uncle. Maybe Ron should calm down for a few days. At least he's still willing to talk to us."
Regulus.
Why had he suddenly come to see Harry?
What had happened this time?
Honestly, after so much had happened, Muya was starting to get PTSD.
"I'll try to find where they are," Muya said to Hermione as she activated the magic array.
Hermione glanced at the book in her arms. "I don't think Ron will necessarily go, though."
Unfortunately, before Muya could hear the rest, the light of the magic array enveloped her.
After Muya left, Ron slowly loosened the hand he had been clenching beneath the table.
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