Hermione ducked past them into Leila's room and snatched the toddler into her arms. She'd soundproofed Leila's room and warded her own study against exactly this sort of reaction, but the little girl clung to her as if she knew what had happened.
"Your da isn't feeling well," she said, swallowing her own grief for Leila's sake. "We're going to go stay at Haven's Loft for a few days, you and me and Kitty, just until Da is himself again. I promise."
She did not dare let herself think about what they would do if Ron stayed like this.