Eventually everyone showed up, even Ron. Though he stayed on the other side of the room. Looking at everyone or thing except for me. I hoped that he would not be upset for too long. He was still my friend, even if he could annoy me at times. I didn’t want something like this to stop that friendship. Ron had his own charm that made his friendship worthwhile. He was fiercely loyal and mostly courageous. He was very much a Gryffindor. 