Ron looked away and swiped the back of his hand over his own eyes. "You don’t have to miss me," he said. "You’re stuck with me, anyways. Me and Harry, you know, and that means Ginny, and all the rest. Oh, blimey, and Mum. You’ve got to call Mum, "Mione, she’s right ready to storm over here herself, you wouldn’t believe it."