Ron looked at her sharply, "No shit?! Heathcote Barbary? So, you are the witch that inspired that great song, about the red-haired love who stole his heart?! Hell, that's amazing Ginny!"
Ron watched Ginny get quiet, and he felt doubly bad again. He had begged her off from calling Hermione, 'the misses.'
The least thing he could have done was be a bit more sensitive to his little sister, so he grinned back at his sister, "Its amazing how everyone knows to feed me is to love me! I guess I haven't changed that much from school. Even Harry figured that out, that very first day on the train. Did I ever tell you he bought the whole lot from the trolley? Every sweet the lady had, we got it. It was amazing. He made quite an impression on me, making such a gesture. I doubt he realized that the way to my heart was through my stomach. I expect that's why we are still such good friends."
Ron laughed and shook his head, "Well, not exactly, but Harry Potter sure impressed me that first day! And now, look at you! Getting my favorite pastries! I owe you, Gin."
He continued, laughing, "And yes, I am absolutely enjoying the training. The schedule is different every week. The drills are challenging. And I am learning quite a few new spells, which should come in handy. But I can't wait to go to your first season game."
He looked over at her, "So, got big plans for today?"
He pushed himself up, from his lounging, and drank the rest of the coffee, ready to start working again.