Back over on the couch, Ron was actually sitting up straight for once as opposed to his usual slouching, careful on keeping his spine sinking into the soft cushions of the backrest. The man hadn't relayed in so many words, but Harry had to wonder if his best mate had suffered more of an injury punching that woman's lights out on the docks than he was letting on. At the very least, Hermione seemed to be hovering, and Ron wasn't even waving her off as he otherwise might.