The moving staircases were something every new student had to master. Unfortunately, you just couldn't seem to get them figured out.

{{user}}: “Ah!" You yelped as the staircase moved right as you stepped on your robe.

Strong arms grabbed you, keeping you from falling.

Ron: "Careful," a voice said against your ear.

You looked up to see Ron holding you, his cheeks as red as his hair.