"Who's Greyback?" Ron asked, looking at the latest edition of today's Daily Prophet in his hands, somewhat puzzled.
"No idea. Why?" Harry replied casually.
There was, of course, a tremendous amount of homework over the Easter holidays, but that was relative. Really, it certainly wasn't so outrageous that they had to spend every day of the entire holiday buried in homework to finish it.
In fact, Harry and Ron, who hadn't taken many electives and had the help of the Enchanted Quill, still had quite a bit of time to spare.
Hermione, on the other hand, still had a frightening amount of homework, even after dropping Divination, which required lengthy written analyses of divination patterns. It forced her to leave early and return late every day, spending all her time in the Library.
Harry and Ron, meanwhile, could sleep in a little in the morning and arrive just in time for the last of breakfast. Then they could stretch their stiff limbs and read the newspaper in the dining hall before ambling over to the Library to finish the homework the Enchanted Quill couldn't handle.
Charms, Transfiguration, and Ancient Runes, for instance.
That morning, Ron's appetite was unusually poor-and that really was unusual. Growing boys were at the age when they ate the most. Harry thought he already ate quite a lot, but Ron ate half as much again.
No wonder he was shooting up so quickly. He certainly wasn't wasting any food.
But even someone with an appetite as good as Ron's had times when he didn't feel like eating. Today, for instance, he had only eaten about as much as Harry before he wanted no more.
Still, he ate quickly, and Harry hadn't finished yet. So he sat beside him, picked up the newly arrived newspaper, and read