"Megan? I don't know," Ron said hesitantly, "I mean, I'd be utter bullocks at anything to do with a girl. Ginny said I'm utter crap, and that I probably would kiss like a hungry fish. You know? All lips and slobbering," and Ron scowled slightly, "She's got too much experience as far as I'm concerned, but Fred and George don't see any need to pull her in a bit."
Ron looked down at the books, "I didn't get the talk. I haven't got it yet. I've just heard it all from my brothers, when Mum gave them one two about doing good at their studies, so they can really make something of their future. It will be the fourth time I've heard it, although when she gave it to Charlie, I don't remember too much of it."
Ron put a palm on the book, reluctant to open it. He decided it would be easier to talk about girls than study, and that was a bit of stretch. He shifted in his seat, feeling a tad nervous.
"Do you talk to Megan? Or does Mandy? Maybe we can all study together sometime?" he offered, not sure how one went 'out' with a girl. Ron was fairly clueless; Ginny hadn't been too far off the mark, even by his own estimation.