Ron had been such a gentleman – marvelous, and sweet, even ingenious. He had smooth-talked their way into the "Wilkins'" home by claiming that he had arranged for his girlfriend an in-home appointment, seeing as she was supposedly terrified of dental offices. A lie, clearly (her parents had given her cleanings since before she could talk), but a welcome one. At her side once the spell had been broken, the man she loved had been dear and supportive enough to realize that this would be the time to not say anything, or at least say very little. The little bit he had tried to get in edgewise had merely gotten Daddy's back up, the poor fellow. Poor fellows both. Still, Hermione had to allow herself an albeit wet smile: her boyfriend had definitely come far- with how he had conducted himself lo these several weeks, it was clear the man did not any longer have the emotional range of a teaspoon.