Ron was about to enter his room when he heard a loud crashing noise downstairs. He knew already who could that be. It was Harry. He knew it was Harry because, first, he was sitting on the dinning table with a water glass on top of it. He might somehow nudge it, crashing on the floor. Another reason was his “Ginny” problem. Naturally, that would give him all nervous and jumpy.
He came inside the bedroom. His room was not messy anymore as it looked from the last few years. It was Fred and George that jumble this room, making it untidy and inappropriate to sleep on. He moved towards his dresser, opening it, and began his search for comfortable clothes.
He scanned through the closet, when he heard a sudden bang behind him. He turned around and it was Pig. His not-so-small-anymore owl that Harry’s godfather, Sirius Black, had given to him. He shook his head, going back to his search. He jumped as his owl made another disturbance. He opened Pig’s cage door and made him enjoy the day. He smiled as his pet left.
Looking out of the window, he saw his mother drying some of their table clothe and clothes. He exhaled noisily. I hope Ginny would be happy when she found out about this wedding arrangement, he assumed.
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