Ginny shrugged impotently. "I just…did." She was pretty sure that Fleur wouldn't take that for an answer. It had been more hope than anything else that it wouldn't work out with Bill. It would have been torture to be around Fleur all the time.
She scoffed. "You don't have to placate me," Ginny mumbled as she looked down at her shoes. "If you really thought that you would have…been around me like you were with other people…"
Ginny looked up. "What?" Her eyes were bright and her expression was happy and hopeful before it sagged. "Distract you? As if I could do that, you barely ever looked at me twice," Ginny accused.
She listened to Fleur's explanation. "I think it's hot," Ginny confessed. "It must be wonderful to have a sister. I can see how that would be tempting." Not having a sister of her own, Ginny really didn't know what it was like. "It must be great. I mean, I would never think about shagging one of my brothers." She made a face and wrinkled her nose at the thought. "A sister…on the other hand…" She smiled dreamily.
Ginny shrugged coyly. "I'm a witch. I know lots of stuff." She paused for a moment. "Though, I might be convinced to tell you," Ginny added as she regarded Fleur. "If you tell me something interesting."