"Thanks "Mione," he said, grinning broadly, arm snugged around Cho's waist, the hardness that had taken over his eyes of late no longer there; the blue of them bright and unshadowed. "Bloody hell, would you believe mum? I would've thought she'd be happy. It's fucking Fred and George, putting her in a bloody mood, and who ends up paying the price? Me and Cho. "S'not fair."