Talk about something else.

"That sucks", you say sympathetically.

Ron still looks worried. To keep his mind off his bad thoughts, you distract him by talking about Quidditch. By the time you have finished showering, Ron is trying to convince you that the Chudley Cannons actually have a chance this season. You laugh at Ron's optimism as you both walk back to your dormitory.

"What are you doing now?" you ask. "I was thinking of getting something to eat. Though I might go via the Owlery first."

"Why do you need to go to the Owlery", Ron asks, curiously.

"I need to send Snuffles a message", you say, your eyes flicking to your roommates, who are chatting among themselves.

"Is it your scar?" Ron asks in a whisper.

"Let's not talk about this now", you answer, successfully avoiding the question when Ron looks at his watch and gives a yelp.

"I've got to run", he says. "Hermione promised to let me copy her Charms essay— I mean, help me write my Charms essay, and she won't help if I'm late. Sorry Harry!"

Ron runs off.