"Dad?" Ron said a bit confused as he walked past Ginny's room and noticed Arthur. "What are you doing?" He added as he entered the room his dad was occupying.
"Trying to figure out what this thing is." Arthur replied thoughtfully as he looked down at the bra lying on the floor.
"Shouldn't you know what that is Dad? Most girls wear them."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"You've been married to mum for how long?"
"24 years, why?"
"Then you should probably know what that is." Ron stated as he crossed his arms against his chest.
"How does your mum and I being married have anything to do with that thing?" Arthur said defensively as he pointed to the bra on the floor.
"Dad, you have 7 kids. You should at least have an idea of what that is!"
"Then should I touch it?" Arthur asked, ignoring what Ron had just said.
"No! It looks dangerous." Ron replied, fright evident in his voice. "You don't want Ginny or Mum walking in while you're touching that thing, do you?" He added in a whisper when he noticed the 'what are you talking about?' expression on his father's face.
"True," Arthur said with a pause. "Then should we go ask mum what it is?"
"Ask me what, what is?" Molly inquired as she walked into the room with a basket of laundry on her hip.
"N-nothing." Ron stammered as he turned bright red, matching his vibrant hair. Not knowing what else to do, Arthur picked up the bra lying on the floor and hid it behind his back.
"Did you just pick up Ginny's bra, Arthur?" Molly asked as she went over to Ginny's bed and set the basket she was holding down.
"No." Arthur said as he tried to think of an excuse. "Why would I do that?"
"I don't know, just hand it over." Molly replied as she held out her hand and waited for him to hand it to her.
"Fine, but will you tell me what it does first?" Arthur said quietly as he turned bright red, matching his son.
"You know as well as everyone what bras are for." Molly said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I don't though, Molly." Arthur whined as he looked over at his wife.
"Where does it look like it goes?" Already knowing the answer to Molly's question, Arthur tried his best to give her a quizzical expression. "Oh for Merlin's sake, Arthur. You know exactly what it's for." Molly said flabbergasted that Arthur would even try to pull the quizzical expression on her.
"I know." Arthur laughed as he watched his wife turn bright red in anger.
"But I don't." Ron finally said. He immediately regretted it when he saw Molly turn even brighter of a red, but this time from embarrassment.
"You don't need to know until you're married. Now go downstairs and make sure your brothers aren't getting into trouble." Molly said after she recovered from her bout of embarrassment.
"But Mum!"
"Just do it!"
"Fine." Ron angrily responded as he crossed his arms against his chest and walked downstairs, Arthur following close behind. Rolling her eyes, Molly went back to what she originally came into the room to do, fold Ginny's clothes.