Ron dutifully kept his eyes closed, even as he was almost definitely about to crash to the floor. He let out a loud laugh when he landed instead on the couch, and grabbed for Hermione's arm to pull her along with him - but she was already there. He opened his eyes and snatched up the paper, pulling it closer than he really needed to. His smile couldn't possibly have grown any more.
"That's fantastic," he laughed, holding it up to the light as though checking for authenticity. He threw his arm around her shoulders. "Don't think I'm going to forget, either - first thing, I'll be looking for it. The minute that bastard hits the ground, you can bet I'll have an open palm."