"It's wonderful, Harry! It's like we've stepped into a completely different house - or maybe a home." She turns towards him before dropping herself into a comfy red armchair.

"Very Gryffindor of you."

She hasn't seen this much red in a while, but it works for the space. It's cosy and lived in and welcoming, instead of being a proper lad's mancave. She's proud about what he can do.

"Ah, this is so comfy... What else have you had a chance to change?"