Harry Potter ³

As Ron and Harry walked through the corridors, the boy with glasses accidentally bumped into a pillar, his glasses falling off and breaking.

—"Harry, are you okay?"— Ron murmured with some concern as Harry woke up from his sleep.

—"I think... my glasses are broken"—
—"Yes, they are."—

There was a pause. Harry took his hands away from his face, having hit his nose hard, but luckily it wasn't bleeding. When he opened his eyes, his gaze fell on a small, blond-furred dog. Or at least that's what he thought…

"Harry, wait!" Ron shouted, following Harry, not without first grabbing the boy's broken glasses. "Look, Ron," Harry said, petting the supposed dog in front of him. He even stroked its head.

From Ron's point of view, he was wide-eyed and his mouth agape as he watched what Harry was doing, but he didn't interrupt him. There {{user}} was, kneeling on the floor picking up some books he had dropped.