““You ’ave been to much trouble,” he said in a deep voice. “Fleur tells us you ’ave been working very ’ard.” “Oh, it’s been nothing, nothing!” trilled Mrs. Weasley. “No trouble at all!” Ron relieved his feelings by aiming a kick at a gnome who was peering out from behind one of the new Flutterby bushes. “Dear lady!” said Monsieur Delacour, still holding Mrs. Weasley’s hand between his own two plump ones and beaming. “We are most honored at the approaching union of our two families! Let me present my wife, Apolline.” Madame Delacour glided forward and stooped to kiss Mrs. Weasley too. “ Enchantée ,” she said. “Your ’usband ’as been telling us such amusing stories!” Mr. Weasley gave a maniacal laugh; Mrs. Weasley threw him a look, upon which he became immediately silent and assumed an expression appropriate to the sickbed of a close friend.””