Leila shied away from Ron's finger for a moment and then broke out into a gap-toothed smile. "Da!" she said firmly, even as Harry was also heaving a sigh of relief.
"Sun's gotten to you, mate. Sit down and have an ice cream, all right? That way, the three of us can get in trouble with Miss Bossybits." Harry tickled Leila lightly and she giggled and squirmed, but didn't seem to want off of his lap yet, which was unusual for the energetic girl.