Ron reached for his journal and flipped to where Seamus had written. "Nothing new," he said quietly. "Hopefully he's passed out, but I'll keep an eye out, alright? If you're really worried, right to Dean and tell him to go take Seamus' journal away. Or send a Patronus along with that message."
He looked up at her. "And then when you've decided, come back here," he said, moving to the end of the couch, so she'd have room to stretch out.