Everything hurt. That was Ron's first coherent thought upon coming to. The second was that he heard Harry's voice, but his left eye was swollen and he didn't see him.
Turning his head slightly, he was able to make out Harry's blurry form. "Those sixteen hour days were killing me," he offered weakly. Bloody hell. His first full day officially as an Auror and he was in St Mungo's. Details started to come back to him and he looked hopefully at Harry. "We get him?"