From that day forward the six Gryffindors, who in a better world might have been eight, or even ten, met every day in the library after classes, with their books and their parchment and their quills and ink. After Ron's impromptu speech, there were no more loud declarations, no more arguments, no nagging or complaining, no fuss at all. No one wanted to talk about it, but they all wanted to do something. So they just all, without discussing it, showed up every day to sit at the same table in the corner, and got out their books, and worked.