Was it wrong that nearly the entirety of their last year was spent camping?
“Hermione…? Yes, of course, I’ve gone camping. Minus the…. ahhh … insane amount of daily fear we were going to be found and killed… Ron leaving after the worst row, best months of my life, actually.”

She had to resist the need to roll her eyes at her friend’s obviousness. ”Obviously, Harry– but I mean actual camping. I use to do it all the time when I was younger with mum and dad, so I thought it might be fun with it being just you and me. It’ll be under much more happier circumstances this time.
–and we won’t have to worry about
someone trying to kill us.“
“Sounds all too familiar,” he smiled softly, remember the quiet spot where she’d wistfully spoken about staying and...
She had missed that smile of his. Oh, so much more than she had realized. She reached over to give him a playful shove...