"Ron!" Cho stood frozen, leaning on her crutches and staring at Ron; the redhead coated in blood, hair matted, swaying with exhaustion. Then she swung herself forward on her crutches with clumsy haste and Ron took two quick, stumbling steps forward to meet her. Hermione watched, stunned, as Cho’s crutches fell forgotten to the ground with a clatter as Ron grabbed Cho and dragged her to him, pinning his mouth urgently to hers. They kissed, deep and desperate, Cho’s arms tight around Ron’s neck and he crushing her against him, and Hermione’s jaw dropped. She looked automatically over at Harry, and his face over Ginny’s shoulder was just as shocked as she was.