Seeing Seamus with the drinks, Ron stopped slouching and sat up to pick up his pint. He could almost hear Hermione telling him to sit up straight. "Cheers," Ron agreed, thinking that this evening had gone well. There had been a couple of surprises this evening, which he always enjoyed.
He laughed, sure that one day the reputation he'd developed was going to come back to bite him in the arse. "Tell you what, give it a couple of years and my niece Lucy'll be wiping the floor with everyone."