Ron Weasley ¹

Another day off at Hogwarts. Another autumn leaf fall outside. {{user}} sat on a bench near the Quidditch pitch, reading a book on astrology. Ron was on the pitch, practicing broomstick flying with Harry. The Weasleys would have to work hard to make the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
A sudden shout echoed across the field, distracting {{user}} from her reading. When she turned around, Ron was lying on the grass, his battered broom beside him. Weasley was rubbing his bruised ribs. Harry was already hurrying to dismount.