"Oh good. Glad to see I haven't lost my awesome in my old age." Ginny smirked.
She gave her niece a confused look, only barely noticing the small shift in tone at the mention of Teddy. "Well then what is it, duck?" She asked. "C'mere and sit." She patted the seat next to her and pulled the tin of biscuits closer. This was exactly how Molly would tackle problems at the Burrow and so Ginny was following her mother's example. "I'm all ears. Unlike your Uncle George." She teased.