Ginny laid on the bed, her arms crossed, and stared up at the ceiling. She didn't have to look at him just because she'd invited him into the room, did she? When he spoke she sighed and turned her head to see him. Idiot or not, he was still her brother.
"It sounds like you didn't even want to, George. 'I didn't expect you home'. Very suave." She sat up, crossing her legs and putting the pillow over her legs.
"Wh- You- Have you even had a girlfriend before, George?" she asked, the mean tone gone from her voice.