Just as the sun was about to hit the horizon, I saw a figure slowly come through the path. As they got closer I was able to see the red hair. Ron. As he got to the clearing, his eyes caught mine. Giving him a smile, I saw him give a nod. He stepped aside and stood on the edge of the ward line. It seemed that he only wanted to watch. Giving him a small nod, I returned to the rest of those who were participating.