Mrs Weasley rolled her eyes, "You’re as bad as my children," she said dryly, stepping passed Dora to pull him into a tight one armed hug; it took him a moment to return it, his reaction delayed by his surprise that she was hugging him at all, "I am perfectly fine," she said clearly, pressing a palm to his cheek and peering into his eyes intently, "Do you hear me?   Fine. And I’ll not be answering any questions on the matter, so don’t ask me," she said primly, "We’re having nibbles for tea - are you hungry?"