"Maybe," Ginny knew she wasn't the typical flouncy-giggly-girly girl out there. Growing up surrounded by boys it was only logical she wouldn't be so obsessed with floating decorations like others were.
A sly grin matched his as he mentioned Smell, "Nell, Smell," Shrugging innocently - too innocently, Ginny had to chuckle. "C'mon, with a name like Nell it's really too tempting. It's even better then Phlegm, at least Smell rhymes with Nell. You really ought to head over there soon, I promise, now that you know her nickname, you're not going to be able to stop from grinning each time you see her."
"Though, to be fair, she doesn't smell, it's really her personality that stinks." Covering her mouth, Ginny had to bite her tongue to stop from cracking up.