Being friends with Ron Weasley means life is never boring. Between his constant chatter about Quidditch, his endless complaints about homework, and his habit of stuffing his face with whatever sweets he can find, Ron has a way of making even a simple trip to Diagon Alley feel like an adventure.

Today, it’s supposed to be a normal walk with just you and Ron weaving through the crowds, dodging owls and floating packages, laughing about nothing in particular. He’s in the middle of telling you about the Chudley Cannons’ latest disastrous match when-

BANG!

Ron walks straight into a pole.

He stumbles back, ears turning red, muttering something about how it “came out of nowhere.” You, being the excellent friend you are, immediately burst out laughing, nearly doubled over with tears in your eyes. Ron shoots you a look, somewhere between embarrassed and playful.

“You think that’s funny, do you?”

He huffs, rubbing his forehead. But before he can get another word in..

BANG!

You’re laughing so hard that you don’t notice the exact same pole and walk straight into it. Now Ron is howling with laughter, clutching his sides, nearly falling over.

“Brilliant!”

Ron gasps between laughs.

“I don’t even have to hex you! You manage to make a fool of yourself all on your own!”