Harry lifted his head slightly from the cushion of his arms, "Why would they be in there? Are you cold?" He asked, slightly surprised. "Get in, Nell. Come on." He said, nodding his head towards the covers, unfolding one of his arms and pulling the quilts back to allow the boy into the bed. "Sometimes I don't know what you're thinking."
"You and Robin still scrapping then?" He asked, waiting to see if Nell would join him. "I though working together might do you some good, make you get on a bit better. I'd rather you both not fight, you know." He said, leaning his head back, eyes studying the canopy above.