Ron scowled at both his parents, then picked up his spoon and attacked the last few mouthfuls of his apple tart. "I can help, some of it's my mess." Harry told Ron, but Mrs Weasley cut across him. "No, Harry, dear, I'd much rather you helped Arthur much out the chickens, and Hermione, I'd be ever so grateful if you'd change the sheets for Monsieur and Madame Delacour; you know they're arriving at eleven tomorrow morning. Alani has already been helping all morning, scrubbing down all the surfaces." Mrs Weasley smiled at Alani. "Yeah, I have Germaphobia though, I'm used to it, I used to scrub down Malfoy Manor every morning and night. I can help Ron with his room, it's not that hard." she said, Ron looked thankful.