Molly was one of those 'early to bed, early to rise' people - and as such was well into her day by the time Sharpe arrived. Unfortunately, it was a Saturday, and Saturday was a cleaning day. So when she answered the door, she was clad only in a pair of yoga pants and a cami, her hair up in a messy ponytail, not a stitch of make-up on her face.

Not wanting to bother with the peephole, she called out "Who is it?" as she approached the door, her hand already on the doorknob to open it. Who else could it be but Harry, really?