"Awww...! I'm sorry, Mousey... And Harry, too, of course..." She grinned at her boyfriend, and elbowed him lightly in the general area of his ribs -- at least, that's what she hoped she'd hit in the move, given that he had such a much longer torso than herself! "I just... I think he just hit a pressure point, is all, with his paw... I mean, my leg suddenly felt like it was on bloody fire -- like -- well... the Cruciatus Curse, rather!" She grimaced as she recalled the last discussion they'd had on this subject.
"Aww!" she vocalised again, as she got the answer she had NOT been expecting: that he wasn't in a "Cuddly Mood". After grinning so broadly when he'd let her in? After grabbing her to carry her over the threshold? It seemed like a strange sort of turnabout, rather... But she could respect his wishes, at least, and so she moved her legs off his lap, and sat down properly on the sofa.