| s-101
| Harry just caught sight of a pair of bright brown eyes staring at him before it closed with a snap. |
| s-102
| They climbed two more flights until they reached a door with peeling paint and a small plaque on it, saying Ronald's Room. |
| s-103
| Harry stepped in, his head almost touching the sloping ceiling, and blinked. |
| s-104
| It was like walking into a furnace: nearly everything in Ron's room seemed to be a violent shade of orange: the bedspread, the walls, even the ceiling. |
| s-105
| Then Harry realised that Ron had covered nearly every inch of the shabby wallpaper with posters of the same seven witches and wizards, all wearing bright orange robes, carrying broomsticks, and waving energetically. |
| s-106
| Ron's school spellbooks were stacked untidily in a corner, next to a pile of comics that all seemed to feature The Adventures of Martin Miggs, the Mad Muggle. |
| s-107
| Ron's magic wand was lying on top of a fish tank full of frog spawn on the window-sill, next to his fat grey rat, Scabbers, who was snoozing in a patch of sun. |
| s-108
| Harry stepped over a pack of Self-Shuffling playing cards on the floor and looked out of the tiny window. |
| s-109
| In the field far below he could see a gang of gnomes sneaking, one by one, back through the Weasleys hedge. |
| s-110
| Then he turned to look at Ron, who was watching him almost nervously, as though waiting for his opinion. |
| s-111
| Not like that room you had with the Muggles. |
| s-112
| Ron's ears went pink. |
| s-113
| Life at The Burrow was as different as possible from life in Privet Drive. |
| s-114
| The Dursleys liked everything neat and ordered; the Weasleys house burst with the strange and unexpected. |
| s-115
| The ghoul in the attic howled and dropped pipes whenever he felt things were getting too quiet, and small explosions from Fred and George's bedroom were considered perfectly normal. |
| s-116
| What Harry found most unusual about life at Ron's, however, wasn't the talking mirror or the clanking ghoul: it was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him. |
| s-117
| Mrs Weasley fussed over the state of his socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal. |
| s-118
| Mr Weasley liked Harry to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked. |
| s-119
| Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic. |
| s-120
| Harry heard from Hogwarts one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived at The Burrow. |
| s-121
| He and Ron went down to breakfast to find Mr and Mrs Weasley and Ginny already sitting at the kitchen table. |