"People have plenty of courtesy if you'd give them a chance instead of accusing them of being dictators." He shook his head, going serious. "This is nothing like prison, Rose."
Ron threw his hands up as his daughter very nearly exploded at him. "Rose Perdita Weasley!" Ron practically shouted. "Yes you have the option to marry, when people like your cousin had their marriage dissolved because of who he loves, when your mother and I have had our marriage taken away because of who she is, where we don't have the option - you do." He had never been talking about their triad giving them permission to get married, but the world as it was now.
"You do not know all you could give away, all that they would happily take from you." Ron shook his head. "Not being able to organize books, and limited tea, is minimal and if you can't see that then I am sorry I have done such a poor job in raising you." He shook his head. "I can't argue this with you, Rose. You have had to give up so little, you haven't had to do anything that we did in the last war, you have your friends and family here at the castle with you, but if you can't see how much you still have then I can't help you."
"I want you to be happy, and I want only good things for you, but I'm not going to stand here and listen to how hard this is for you, when you refuse to listen to me, Okay? I am going to check on your mother, you should take some time to cool down and if you want to talk again you know where to find me."