Harry didn't seem interested in sharing whatever was on his mind, so Ron rolled over on his back again, throwing one arm over his eyes. He'd learned a long time ago that it was pointless to try and coax his friend into talking. It was on his own terms, or never.
When Harry finally did speak again, Ron peeked out from under his arm toward the other couch. "No one wants to go to work this week. 'Cept maybe Hermione."