When your constant mortal peril becomes a running gag.
Harry’s face
Ron proceeds to make it a joke the entire day:
“This is our last meal together, Harry.”
“Last time we’ll walk to Mcgonagall’s together”
“Last lesson with Sna- no, wait. That one’s a good one.”
“Last chocolate frog you’ll ever eat.”
“Last time Hermione will yell at you for doing your homework at the last minute. Good times”
And then, right before bed, he dramatically hugs Harry.
“This is it, Harry. My partner in crime. My best friend. You will be missed. I love you. And I want you to know… that I’m keeping your invisibility cloak. *wipes tear out of his eye* Goodbye, my friend.”
Next morning, as Harry’s waking up.
“Oh dear Merlin, he’s alive. HE’S ALIVE!”
“*exasperated sigh* Are you done, Ron?”
“Yeah, let’s go get breakfast.”
I think Ron’s ability to lighten moods is what stops Harry getting hung up on his apparently-likely death.
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“Ashamed, Your Headship, sir. Doesn’t want to be seen. She’s a horrible mess. Saw her running through the landscape up on the fourth floor, sir, dodging between the trees. Crying something dreadful,” he said happily. “Poor thing,” he added, unconvincingly.
“Did she say who did it?” said Dumbledore quietly.
“Oh, yes, Professorhead,” said Peeves, with the air of one cradling a large bombshell in his arms. “He got very angry when she wouldn’t let him in, you see.” Peeves flipped over, and grinned at Dumbledore from between his own legs. “Nasty temper he’s got, that Sirius Black.”
