Molly had an idea of what Harry might be struggling with, and she felt bad for having stirred the proverbial pot, even inadvertently. They hadn't spent a whole lot of time in proximity since the changing of the mantles, so she didn't know how the power dynamic between the two of them might be affected, but it was bound to get interesting.

Just not too interesting, if they could help it. Everything was hinging on that one little if.

She had no idea how to explain the appearance of Mac's ale, but she wasn't going to question it just yet. She just held up her bottle in toast. "Here's to small favors."