Harry did have a point, she wasn't really pining for Ron like he was a romantic interest. She felt bad about that. He was a good friend, most of the time. She did enjoy his company and his humor but in terms of romance, she wasn't entirely sure. Hermione wasn't used to feeling so uncertain and it was hard to handle. She glanced to Harry when he advised her to just write to hm soon and to not over-think things. "Well Ron isn't very romantic." Then again, she didn't really have experience in that field either. Anything she knew came from fictional books she read to give her brain a break. She decided she'd send Ron something, as it was better than nothing.

"You're right, he deserves something. I'd hate for him to worry." She just said and went back to the plate in front of her. She would of course send him and his family a copy of the newsletter once it was polished, finalized and published. But for now, she knew she had to do something to try and mend whatever was broken between them. "I think I'll go get a jump start actually." With her mind weighed down, she found herself no longer hungry or talkative. The woman got up and picked up her messenger bag. "I'll be in the Common Room." She told Harry though her voice was louder and carried to the other fellow Gryffindors around her.

With that little announcement which also served as a bit of self encouragement, Hermione headed off. She exited the Great Hall and looked around. She spotted Draco and Luna walking and talking. It was an odd sight for many spectators but she just gave them a gentle smile. Both were a bit lonely and she was sure they both could use another friend. Hermione headed up to the usual portrait and gave the password. Once she stepped through, she made her way over to the couch and sat down. It was good to be home again. The girl pulled out her quill, ink and some parchment and went about writing a letter to Ron.

It wasn't his intention to block Luna from saying what she wanted to. He just wanted to get out of the library and have a change of scenery. Luna still seemed like she wouldn't mind the continuation of his company and so the two headed out of the library. It was no surprise that people gave them looks. Most of them were people in their third year and beyond. Thankfully the younger students didn't know too much of the school's shady history to question why he'd be out and about without his usual idiots trotting behind him. As they walked, Luna asked about the letter's he'd make. He wasn't sure if she meant the ones he'd send now or the ones he'd send later.

"I'm not sure." He said. The ones he'd send tonight would have to be prompt and to the point. He could butter people up but there wasn't a lot of time for such things. The two blondes made their way to the main part of the school where students were entering and exiting the Great Hall at their own leisure. "I'll probably just talk about trying to build a brighter future, building ties, that sort of rubbish." He shrugged a little. Most people could eat up anything if it made them feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. He wasn't very skeptical that those they reached out to, would turn them away. Of course it was a pact which made everyone winners, he'd phrase it a bit better though.

While he wasn't the best wordsmith, it was better he signed the letter from the entire group of writers behind the paper itself. Everyone did their part right? As they headed into the Great Hall, it seemed over half the students were already done which made him relax a little easier. "I can show you a copy before I send them off, if you'd like." Draco offered Luna as they moved off to the side to let people through the large double doors without any trouble. If he could snag a sandwich or something, he'd be happy to take off and get back to work. It was becoming a faithful distraction for the boy. He spotted some old Slytherin mates looking over at him and Luna, Draco just rolled his eyes at their sneers and looked back to Luna. "I've already done my homework," Unlike most students were waiting until tonight to even begin. "so it's no trouble." He said. "What about you?"