"Thank you." Percy stepped inside and looked around. The house didn't look messy at all, but then McLaggen hadn't seen the Burrow. "I grew up with six siblings. This is clean compared to our house."
He followed McLaggen and sat down in one of the chairs which was relatively empty. He looked at the girl with suspicion. He really didn't like children no matter who the parents were. "Doesn't she have something else to do?" Like disappear from sight, but he didn't say that part out loud. "This is about work."
In the mean time, he looked at McLaggen's leg. "How are you? When do they expect you to regain full use of your foot?"