It was 2 o'clock in the morning, Ron was snoring his arse off, but I couldn't sleep, so nothing unusual in that sense.
That was until Ron woke up from a nightmare 5 minutes later.
"Shit"
"Hey, are you ok Ron?"
"I'm fine, it's just a nightmare"
"You wanna talk about it?"
"It was the one I always have, apart from this time he killed you and the baby, I know he's in askaban for the rest of his life but it doesn't make it any easier"
"Talking about babies, when are we going to tell everybody?"
"Next time we're at burrow"