“Friday was an important day for Harry and Ron. They finally managed to find their way down to the Great Hall without getting lost once.”

“I read somewhere once that getting lost is the best way to find yourself.”

“It's Friday, friday, gotta get down on Friday”

“Why do they have to move in packs?" Harry asked Ron as a dozen or so girls walked past them, sniggering and staring at Harry."How're you supposed to get one on their own to ask them?" "Lasso one?" Ron suggested.”

“Harry, we saw Uranus up close!” said Ron, still giggling feebly. “Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus — ha ha ha —”

“Well?" Ron said finally, looking up at Harry. "How was it?"Harry considered it for a moment. "Wet," he said truthfully.Ron made a noise that might have indicated jubilation or disgust, it was hard to tell."Because she was crying," Harry continued heavily."Oh," said Ron, his smile faded slightly. "Are you that bad at kissing?""Dunno," said Harry, who hadn't considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. "Maybe I am.”