Ron’s eyes snapped immediately to his and he visibly sagged in relief, crying, "Let them through!" sharply to the hit-wizard closest to them. A flick of the wizard’s wand had the barrier opening immediately to admit them, before it snapped sharply back into place with a little show of red sparks. Ron shooed away his underlings at their approach, "Morning Harry, Malfoy," he nodded at Draco, his gaze lingering briefly. He’d never quite warmed to the Slytherin.