"Rosie, they're just books. And right now there are bigger things to worry about than books being organized. I know this is hard - believe me I know, but it could be so much worse." He told her, walking so they could sit on the steps just outside together. "You're alive, and your mother and Hugo are alive, Bryn is here and you two will get married - there is so little that you should have to feel frustrated or upset about in the grand scheme of things."
Ron could certainly live without tea if it made Rose feel better. "Here let me see that." Ron took hold of Rose's chin turning her face just a bit to see where Hermione had hit her. He wasn't nearly the oaf he'd been with spells when he was younger, and managed a spell to at least dull the pain, though he didn't trust himself to do something for the mark that would no doubt be there.
"Okay we'll find a place to do this, I'll talk to Alastor see what he thinks about something by the lake, we shouldn't have any trouble having enough space for people outside." He smiled. "Now I want you to tell me what's really bothering you." He said again. "We don't act out like that without a reason, you can tell me love."