Percy nodded. He could understand that, but the answer gave him no clear idea on where exactly he and Fred stood now. Did this mean he could pop by the shop and not fear for his life? Or did it mean nothing more than what Fred said - that they were brothers, and Percy was, apparently, wrong.
He sighed. He had never been good at sorting out dealings with other people, and family was about a hundred times more complicated than everyone else.
"Will you...would you tell George, then..." He sighed, taking his glasses off and rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I was bollucks at this sort of thing even before falling out of practice the last few months. Just give him my regards. And tell him I hope he's all right. And...maybe you'll tell Bill for me, too? I asked Fleur to send a message, but she didn't think he was up to handling the stress of hearing my name."