Ginny was about to point out that if it had really been thirteen months since Ron and Hermione broke up, that maybe he should be starting to work on getting back together with her. It was one of those things that Ginny just kind of took as given. Ron and Hermione were together and then they weren't and then they were and sooner or later they'd probably get married and Ginny would gift them an ugly vase. That was the plan. Ginny had never actually considered it not being the plan. Then again, Ginny never did give much of a thought to other people's lives, even when those people were her friends and siblings. Except Ginny had no time to point that out because Ron was flailing at her about all the things he did and how he invested into the shop.
"Merlin's beard, Ron, way to be a fucking drama queen," Ginny tutted before chucking one of the raisins she had picked off her muffin at her brother's head. With the aim of a Chaser, she was unlikely to miss. "And really," she continued just as calmly, taking a sip of her tea. "This sort of ridiculous reaction is exactly why we tease you," and by 'we' Ginny did mostly mean herself. She was rather sure that whilst their brothers might've teased Ron, too, they, in general, tended to be much nicer about it. Ginny had no idea why, because it was hysterical, but there they were. "What have you invented?" Ginny asked looking around as if the proclaimed 'new product idea' was going to jump out at her. Turning back at her brother, Ginny squinted at him. "It was the hairy slinkies, wasn't it?" Which were horrid but Ron had said they were selling well, so perhaps that was something.