He nodded sheepishly, "Yeah... just...," his eyes found Harry on the ground, curled on his side now and using his arm like a pillow. He watched as Hermione wandered up to him, the sun to her back as she peered down at him. Harry twisted his neck back and looked up at her, and they exchanged a few words before Hermione smiled at him, and returned to where the rest of the Weasley’s were engaged in an amateur Quidditch match.