Ron was a bit upset that he'd missed that. Remembering Charlie and Bill and their furniture duel just made him wish for the days when evenings like this would dissolve into Quidditch matches at the Burrow. Not only did they not have any brooms, but there weren't nearly enough of them who even knew how to play to suggest it.

"Don't think it's the same to charm a chair to run into the wall," Ron replied with a nervous laugh, only because his brother had picked up on the fact that he and Hermione had something to tell at all. Maybe it was the fact that he'd spent so long trying to look like he didn't have a secret, that the moment he knew they'd finally be coming out with it, he'd dropped all pretense. Mostly he was stuck hoping everyone else would be as chuffed as he and Hermione were.

"Have you seen Mum?"