Ron glanced at Harry who had finally arrived. Harry was so very much like a nagging wife sometimes. It was... bizarre, frankly. He noticed Harry was wearing his shirt - another weird habit. "I thought you had met up with Malfoy or someone, and besides, I wanted to make sure to get here early because I have plans after."
He glanced across the room. "More importantly though... that guy." He pointed at John Mitchell. "Do we know him? He looks... incredibly familiar, but I can't place him."