Ron colored, and his grin dropped slightly, "Oh great! What the hell, Harry?! I don't much need my brothers hearing that. They'll gonna cod the living end of me," he said, turning his head quickly to eye the crowd for mops of red hair. Ron turned back to Harry and shrank down in his seat.
He looked at Harry, some surprise there, "You are the luckiest bloke I know, I swear! Mandy is the one girl I would think would be good to chat it up with, seeing that she plays," and Ron looked down at the book he held in his lap, "Yes, well, it's impossible! There aren't enough hours in the day to get it all finished, not that I want to. I'm trying to be good here, Harry, you know? Studying? I guess Hermione's rubbed off on me, just a bit."