"Am not. Wanna turn back and check, do you?" Ron questioned easily, smirking. Because he knew she wouldn't if only because she feared he was right. Besides, it really was just a joke-- even if he was pretty sure he did see that.

There was nothing wrong with the taco catapult. It had worked amazingly well and he hadn't want to thrown it away at the time. A trophy of his success is what he wanted to name it. "Must have been. Just like the time with mop bucket..." he said and began ticking off other ones with an easy grin. Then he rolled his eyes and made a face. "Well, I can read it, y'know," Ron commented trying not to sound proud. Ancient Greek was easy. If only his school text books could be in it. He read now because he could and it wasn't something he'd make a passion of-- like her-- but he liked being able to. It was a nice feeling not having to struggle or once.

Then she said that and he made a worse face. "I'm not intereste in any Aphrodite girls," Ron said, shaking his head.