"I don't know. We could just see about putting it on a charm. Have to look at a camera up close to suss it out. Dad might know, didn't he take apart three a couple of years ago and almost blind himself with the flash?"
George wasn't any more tolerant of Percy than Fred was, really. He'd have yelled at him to. He might have punched him one, given a chance. "You yelled at him about lunch? Was he eating babies - did you see her mouth? It was all red, like bloody. She said they don't eat babies though, last time. What did you talk about? Was he being a prat?" He was always a prat.