"Low blood sugar? Oh, well, it's your lucky day then," Ginny said, poking her brother in the stomach. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a bag of chocolate chip cookies that she had stashed for a snack later... for herself. She was happy to give them up- but still. He totally owed her.
Ginny rolled her eyes, a highlight in her hair glinting under the harsh lights. "It's not obvious? I've been training. Why else would I be wearing a ratty old tee and trainers in the Ministry?"