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Post by Ronald Weasley on Apr 7, 2012 20:47:57 GMT -5
Rom sat in one of the arm chairs in the tent. He was alone for the time being and that was fine by him. It was not long after breakfast. The sun was high in the sky and the rays came down on the tent. The tent was interesting of course with the size and the different rooms. But he was bored and annoyed. He sat her now and stared at the stove with a frown. He was sick of looking at this place. He could not go anywhere. Could not do anything. Hermione was off somewhere most likely with Harry. He stood now and began pacing the length of the tent. He missed his family and his mothers cooking. Ron went to the fridge and then opened the door. There was very little in there. He sighed and then pulled out a pear and then bit into it. At least being out in the country, there was not much of a lack of fresh fruit and vegetables. Ron sat at the table and then watched the tent opening waiting for something to happen. anything to happen. His free hand moved to the locket around this throat absentmindedly. images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090227195761/harrypotter/images/thumb/6/6c/WeasleyTent.jpg/546px-WeasleyTent.jpg
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