Why are you baking muffins at three in the morning?

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Pairing: Ron x Hermione
Word count: 668
Summary: Ron gets up at 3 in the morning, thinking the neighbors are drilling in the wall again, but it turns out to be something else entirely. 
Rating: K
Read on: fanfiction.net

A/N: like about a month ago I wrote this romione piece, and this one has been finished since about then when @karkaroff got pissed of at my torturing of these poor babies, so this happened

Ron woke up to what sounded like someone drilling into a wall. He was gonna kill those bloody neighbours. He didn’t care anymore that they were in their eighties or that they always invited them over for tea, or that the lady baked incredible cookies. This was the third time this week they’d seemed it fit to put up shelves at three in the morning. Doing his best not to wake Hermione up, and resiting the urge to just bang a wall, any wall, he got out of bed and pulled his nigh-robe closer around him as he walked down the hallway. 

The drilling had stopped and as he walked across the cold living room floor. The kitchen light was on. That was odd. Hermione was always careful to turn off all the lights before they went to bed. Then, he saw the shadow in the door opening. 

“Hermione?” 

She looked up from whatever she was doing over at the counter. There was flour on her cheeks and she sported a wide smile. Her eyes sparkled. “Hi.”

“What…what’re you doing?” Ron looked around at the kitchen. The sink was filled with cups, bowls and what looked like a large torture device.

“I’m baking.”

“You’re… it’s three am.”

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