Parvati made a face. "You know, I have many house elves, you could borrow one sometime. They're rather fond of me, and I'm sure they'd just adore you." She rolled her eyes at the grossness of boys.
Eyeing the three puffskeins that moved like a swarm, Parvati began the task of doing tiny little bits of cleaning and rearranging about the flat (with the help of her trusty wand). She was moving a basket when she realised the cushions inside were really a new batch of tiny sheep and immediately dropped her wand to coo over them.
"Oh my Merlin, I am so over the moon, George. It was horrible without magic. I felt so empty and useless and-" She colored slightly as she voiced what had been her deepest fear, "I didn't think he'd divorce me! Draco wouldn't do that. I was just...worried...a bit how he'd react. He is a Malfoy, sometimes I also get caught up in that instead of remembering how he really is."