Ginny’s breath hitched, though she tried to hide it, when Gabrielle mentioned the Silencing Charm. Her dirty little mind always equated naughtiness to Ginny. After all, that was the only reason she had used them at school. “Good to know we won’t disturb them,” Ginny quipped. “We all know we Weasley’s can be loud.” She smirked since she’d heard a couple of her brothers with their girlfriend’s, and one boyfriend, in the past.
The green flame and smoke swirled around them and she was wildly disoriented as she entered a tunnel of magical flame. Gracefully, unlike when she was young, Ginny landed on her feet and stepped out of the fireplace. Looking around, she was anxious to see what Gabrielle’s room was like.