"Spiders!" Ron cries, half awake from his nightmare. He mutters incoherently for a moment. "Spiders... Spiders."

"They want me to tap dance." He mutters, running a hand through his hair. "I don't want to tap dance!" He whines, turning to Harry.

"You tell those Spiders Ron." Harry says, pausing his book.

"Oh, yeah... T-Tell them." He murmurs, rubbing his eyes before laying back down. "I'll tell them... I'll tell them..." He whispers, falling back into sleep.

Harry turns to you, smirking.