Re: Ginny and Bill
Bill was not in a better mood after his conversation with Fred, and his mind was spinning and his head was aching. He so rarely fought with his children, that when he did it bothered him more than it probably should. Parents fought with their children, didn't they?
He looked up when Ginny's arm slid around his waist, his own reflexively moving around her and pulling her close as they walked off. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing," he said, leaning down to kiss his little sister on the top of her head. "Thank you."
"So how are you feeling now that they're fine again. I imagine ecstatic? he asksed, because it was easier than to talk about what troubled him.