Ron bounced on his heels as he waited for the lift to stop at Basement Level 2: Auror Headquarters. He fought the urge to send his patronus ahead of him. Last time he did, Harry and roughly twelve other Aurors met him at the lift, ready to hear what his "emergency" was so they could assist. He hadn't known that Harry had a meeting that morning, nor did he think that asking his friend what they were eating for lunch wasn't an emergency. Harry banned him from sending anything ahead of time, and all messages had to be sent via owl or text.