At first, Thor wanted to yell. His mother should have known better than to let her in. His mother knew everything, so did his father for that matter. Thor was very close with the both of them. He hoped this was not his mother's sick way of trying to cheer him up.
He groaned and rolled away, though a smile did flit across his face for a moment at being called 'Monsieur Bolt' "I'm sick, Weasley."