"It could have gone better," Ron countered - and he wasn't even referring to his now patently ridiculous outfit. Between the rats, the graves, Harry's collapse, and the dead people, it seemed like a pretty bare success. At least it hadn't been a total waste, but he knew that until the adrenaline wore off it was going to be hard to feel very grateful for that.
... Maybe even after that. He leaned against one of the bedposts, pushing a still-shaking hand through his hair, and watched Hermione, anxious. He didn't like seeing her look dazed - it seemed entirely wrong, and a little frightening.