Ron stopped his hunting for materials and utensils he would need to cook. “Um… okay,” he agreed and resumed to his work. “Maybe… just ask them too what they want me to do.” He sensed that Harry left the room, feeling a little bit free for a while. No more eyes watching his back.

He closed the cupboards and used the backdoor to leave the room towards the garden. He searched for fresh tomatoes at their small garden. But Mrs. Weasley asked him, “What are you doing Ron?”

“I’m looking for spanking new tomatoes around this patch of ours,” he said, glancing at his mother every once in a while. He knew his mother was worried about him. He can see her concerned expression all over her face. He knew she would ask him any minute. He insisted, “Mother, I’m worried about Ginny. You know, what she will do if she find out about Harry and Elizabeth?”

Mrs. Weasley smiled. “I’ll help you and Harry with that problem.” She started looking for tomatoes too, helping his son. “Don’t worry. If she did something foolish, I will go fetch her and talk to her.”

“Thanks a lot mum,” Ron said gladly and hugged his mother with his strong grip. He released her and apologized. He walked around the patch, in search of good quality tomatoes.