"What I says. You and Carrot Top here weren't sharing a bed all those weeks in your little resort by the sea, or so you say. Yet you're all eager for a sleepover soon as you give your mother and me our Aspirins, and all in a house full of boys." He glared round at the Weasley men and Harry, leaving much of his ire particularly for Harry and Ron. "First it was a tent for months on end. What's next – a hostel with you pregnant out to your feet by one of these jackanapes?"