That, of course, made Alicia grin. Shaking her head, Alicia did her best to stifle a laugh. "I thought Charlie was the charming Weasley. Is that where you got that line from?" It was cute. She had to admit to that, and it was certainly comforting to see that grin on his George's face. She didn't see that often enough for her liking.
Turning to face him, Alicia adjusting her position. Sitting Indian-style in front of George, she nodded. "I'm glad I did, too." Of course, the pleasant air faded just as quickly as it had settled.
With a frown on her face, Alicia's attention fell to the hand-stitched, homemade quilts. "I didn't want to believe that they were really out. One of them came calling." Sitting up a bit, she held up her hands. "Not in a literal sense. Just lurking. Creepy git. One of those Lestrange blokes." Tightening her jaw a bit, Alicia sighed, running her hands back through her hair.