"Can we stop petting the invisible horse and get on the carriage now?" Ron said, looking vaguely nervous at the sight of Harry and Hermione both petting the air, "Or we’re going to be the last ones to sit down," reluctantly, Harry and Hermione pulled themselves away from the thestrals, and joined the others in the carriage, "Thanks for grabbing Pig," he added gruffly, taking the small owl who had remained clutched under Draco’s arm at a precarious angle. 