#170867 - He resisted the urge to take the problem in hand, to provide himself some much needed release, because the ragged breathing and the occasional moan coming from across the room told him someone, probably Neville Longbottom given the direction of the sound, was doing just that. He also liked knowing Harry was watching him, which was usually what made those occasional slow stokes necessary. Ron, who knew Harry’s leisurely wanking rhythm so well by then he often secretly mused he could probably get Harry off as well as Harry could himself, failed to recognize the true cause of his friend’s erratic breathing and the jerking motions of his body, and instead mistook them as signs of a particularly nasty nightmare.