Suddenly Harry felt very awkward, his fingers wiggling lightly against his crossed arms, dispelling some of the nervous energy that had taken over his limbs. "Brother?" It was hard to keep the surprise from his voice, and he squeezed his eyes shut, instantly apologetic for confused outburst. Looking back, they'd spent so little time together, and truly he'd known next to nothing about one her. They'd argued about Cedric and Hermione, he'd been generally pants at the comforting and nurturing that a relationship entailed (and truthfully his track record had not improved), and she'd been... well, going through a rough go of it. Everything between them had been superficial. "I'm sorry... I- didn't even know that you had a brother. That's awful." He blew out a quick nervous breath, shuffling awkwardly on his feet.
"I think I understand the bit about Hogwarts feeling like home, though. Term would end, and despite all that happened, I never really wanted to go back home to my family. This place... it just feels right, and makes sense in a way that nothing else really does. I'm glad that you can have that." He wasn't sure if he still felt that way, but he had at one point. Now, he felt like he needed to be at the Burrow, and more importantly, that was where he felt like he belonged. Hogwarts was beginning to feel empty.
"I'm glad that you came back- and- I didn't get a chance to thank you for offering to help me. It... was surprising, not that you're a- before I muck that up any further, all I meant to say was thank you. That was the most important part." He sheepishly chewed the inside of his cheek, unsure really what to say now that he was standing in front of her, and unable to stop the flash of Ginny's face if she'd stumbled unexpectedly through the door frame. Nothing salacious was happening, and nothing would- they were still standing a fair meter apart, yet he couldn't help but remember her terse reaction when Cho had offered to help find the diadem.