"Nope," Ron deadpanned, shaking his head before he cracked a grin. "Watching the two of you row is more fun; you don't get in trouble with her very often." Harry gave him The Finger. Hermione suddenly pivoted back around so her wand pointed at her husband. "Despite what you think, you're not out of the woods yet, my love," she snarled, the last two words almost dripping with poison. Harry seized on this momentary distraction to run around and retreat behind the only cover he had: the TV set. Hermione's wand snapped back to him, before it suddenly went away. Her cold look did not follow, though.