It isn't that he made for a truly terrible guard - for more than a good portion of his time on watch he had been perfectly vigilant and even wielding one of Hermione's burnt mushrooms in hand as though it had been the sword of Gryffindor - but as the night wore on, boredom had taken over and sleepiness had sunk in.
As it is, half-dozing with cheek in hand and blankly staring at the fire in front of him, he starts when Hermione touches his arm.
And nearly pelts her in the eye with the mushroom.
"Bloody hell, Hermione," he gasps. "Make a bit more noise next time, would you?"
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It isn't that he made for a truly terrible guard - for more than a good portion of his time on watch he had been perfectly vigilant and even wielding one of Hermione's burnt mushrooms in hand as though it had been the sword of Gryffindor - but as the night wore on, boredom had taken over and sleepiness had sunk in.
As it is, half-dozing with cheek in hand and blankly staring at the fire in front of him, he starts when Hermione touches his arm.
And nearly pelts her in the eye with the mushroom.
"Bloody hell, Hermione," he gasps. "Make a bit more noise next time, would you?"