"Mucus doesn't scare me," Severus asserted, as Harry waved a pudgy, be-globbed finger at him.
"Tell that to the Booger Monsterrrrrrrrrr!"
"Goodness!" Molly exclaimed. "They run fast for such skinny little things."
"How long did Eileen say this would last?" asked Molly. "Your husband and his . . . friend are a bit more than I bargained for today."
"It'll last," Eileen said, glancing at Hermione, who stood glaring after the de-aged Severus and Harry, "until they learn to get along. My present to the girl."
"Thank you," Hermione snapped, as Severus shouted.
"It's mine! You run from the Booger Monster!"