"What?" Ron looked absolutely mortified at the concept. What good were Muggle sweets that were shaped like creatures if they didn't do anything? What a waste! They might as well have thrown their little worms into the streets and jumped all over them! Wasteful. Possibly barbaric. Well, Ron wouldn't go as far as to use that word. Hermione'd be hitting him over the head with a very large and heavy book if he did. Even if she wasn't here. A book would fall on his head somehow anyway.
Reaching out for a pack of Starburst, Ron nodded. "Good and ready, yeah," he said. Ron was actually quite eager to get out of here. The only company he had in his flat was Merlin himself and Ron didn't really know how to talk to him. The only thing he wanted to do was suggest that they hex Arthur a good one when when he least expected it, but something told him that Merlin wouldn't particularly take the the idea. Odd one, he was.
"I thought we could use the roof," he commented with a shrug. Older he might have been, but it seemed that he and Harry still had the same track of mind in some respects.