Harry rolled his eyes, but he appreciated Ron's attempt at humour. Continuing to stare at the tombstones, he reminded himself that it wasn't real once again. Ron was right there after all.
Not looking up, "Mine," Harry answered when the boggart changed, and he stared at Ginny's body as it lay on the floor. Maybe it was Ron's as well, he didn't know. A lot of their fears were almost too similar.