"Ah yes, our little dictator does demand much attention, especially once our heads have hit the pillow." George and Angie had been cornering the market on coffee lately, but Angie was doing wonderfully and even back into some light training. George still felt baldy even though she had forgiven him, always treasuring the thought that he was maybe Ginny's favourite.
When she'd picked up the small footprint he smiled and remembered how hard it was to get that. "We had to wait until he was asleep for that - always moving. I would have brought him but Angelina likes to bring him with her to the gym." Their waitress brought over a couple of pints and George smiled at Ginny - she knew his favourites.
"Well, you're dating someone new-ish and I'd like you to be happy, whoever you're with so, why not have a shag-a-thon in Scotland." George was not naive to his sister's sex life and he actually found it rather fun to tease her when the opportunity arose. "You have no idea how good it is to hear that you're feeling better, health and life-wise." George was smiling kindly through their whole conversation - he loved his sister dearly and would do just about anything for her, support her in all things. "I'm going to try to make it to your match tomorrow, but if I can't, just know that I'll be in front of a very large telly and cheering obnoxiously."