Percy had thought Fred would have been proud, or at least groaned aloud, at his attempt at a joke. Nothing, however, could have prepared him for the reaction it had wrought from Hermione. He visibly shrank at the accusations, logically knowing they were unfair but feeling guilty nonetheless.
Thankfully, Ginny's questions gave him something he could grasp, something he could answer without having to delve into his own feelings on anything.
"According to the Prophet, there was someone found at the scene, and who is presently in custody. The last name was Smith. The first name... Ezekiel? Zanzibar? I believe there was a zed there somewhere..." He paused as he tried to remember, his usually immaculate memory temporarily flawed by the moment.
"Zacharias? I think that was it. Zacharias Smith."