"Merlin's beard, Charlie." Ginny's eyes went wide when he started to go off on a tirade, "Sure you're not going nutters as well? I was definitely joking." Ginny put up her hands defensively. Typical Weasley-ego. She was used to it, and really she asked for it when her teasing went a little too far. She should know better than to mock Charlie Weasley's physique, and then bring up Percy's way of being "right," it was cruel... but oh so amusing.
"At least you'll be out tomorrow. Where are you going to stay?" A brow arched as Ginny figured it was best to change the subject. No point in instigating the injured.