Now, Ron, have you cleaned out your room yet?” “Why?” exclaimed Ron, slamming his spoon down and glaring at his mother. “Why does my room have to be cleaned out? Harry and I are fine with it the way it is!” “We are holding your brother’s wedding here in a few days’ time, young man – ” “And are they getting married in my bedroom?” asked Ron furiously. “No! So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left –.