Ginny smiled innocently at her big brother. He might be mad at her now, but he couldn't stay mad at her for long--none of her brothers could. Besides, if this worked out the way she thought it would, he wouldn't need to stay mad at her long. "You forget, I'm a Weasley too," she whispered before they went to the table. George wasn't the only mischievous Weasley. Far from it.
Besides, if she couldn't be happy, someone needed to be.
Once they reached the table, she stood by it, waiting for George to sit down. She'd trap him until they got to talking, then she'd take her leave. "Hello, Kaytelynn," she greeted the blonde warmly. "You remember my brother?"