So Ron stalked around the shop glaring at the potion ingredients like they could be blamed for his misery, Ron thought to himself why couldn't they ever afford anything his dad worked hard everyday at the ministry and sure there mother didn't but she helped around the house all day so surly that counted for something, what angered Ron the most is that there were some families that worked less hard but could always afford the finest of ingredients from the finest of supply shops. No stop this, Ron Had always been told to be grateful for what he had no matter how little it was for some families always had left and he should be happy that his family loved him for some unfortunately did not lock their children but Ron had been miserable all day and no one not even his brothers had noticed. It was this spiral of negative thought that caused Ron to bump into a young dark haired girl, she looked about his age but was smaller than Ron and had icy blue eyes