The first thing Ernie saw when he stepped through the door with Harry was a life-sized mock-up of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry was portrayed as rather heroic, Ron looked somewhat dazed, and Hermione seemed to have a sour look on her face that may have been an attempt at appearing strict. The three were poised with their wands out, as if they were about to start duelling Death Eaters right then and there. One by one, they each looked up at Harry and Ernie, who still hadn't let go of his friend's hand, then the figures looked at said hands before snickering. Ernie rolled his eyes and let go, but not before making a quip at the statues. "Hey, he could do a lot worse, you know."
Across from the trio was a small display devoted to Dumbledore's Army. There was a huge chunk of text talking about them and their supposed activities during fifth year at school - supposed because half of what it described were lies. Only a few members of the DA were named, and Ernie pouted when he realized his wasn't among them. "I save your arse from Dementors on the field of battle and I don't even get a mention," he said, overexaggerating his disappointment before grinning at his friend.
And then his eyes widened as he spotted another exhibit that was going to send Harry spare. The Many Loves of Harry Potter. He didn't think he could speak without bursting into laughter so he simply pointed in that direction. Even from this distance, he could already see that it was going to be interesting.