It was overdramatic, Ginny knew it before she even moved a muscle, but it didn't stop her from flopping onto the couch and covering her face with her hands. "Why does everyone say that!" she demanded from between her fingers with a groan. "We weren't even together in 1999, Percy!" Which was entirely her fault, not Harry's.
Pulling her hands away from her face, Ginny heaved a sigh. The situation with Harry wasn't as simple as what her family usually thought, and it definitely wasn't as easy as what she was about to say. But there was a bit of truth to it nonetheless -- she loved Harry Potter, and she'd never been able to stop since she was 15. No matter how much she tried.
"Two of them are here," she told Percy, pushing a long strand of hair away from her face. "The two youngest. Albus and Lily Luna."