[He gives him a rather tired-- but grateful-- smile, and does as instructed.]

Just . . . irritated at this whole situation. Irritated that Voldemort is gone but we're still here; irritated that we're trapped in this stupid kind of limbo; irritated at . . . at life, I suppose.

[A little savagely he bites into his chocolate.]

Irritated that I've been here long enough to need new trousers.