Placing the sugar quill on the table, she shifted in her seat, pulling her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around her knees. "Well, I suppose if your father can trust them there should be no harm in consulting with them once in a while. Though, that doesn't mean I am about to chat up Pansy Parkinson about potions homework." Hiding her playful smirk behind a few strands of hair that fell into her gaze, Susan controlled her laugh. Running her fingers through auburn curls, she pushed them back over shoulders.
"Ginny and Samantha? I mean, I shouldn't be surprised, considering Ginny's brothers and their past history with pulling pranks, but this seems particularly malicious, especially since it sent two students to the hospital wing." Shaking her head, Susan attempted to rack her brain for other suspects, but just on the mere fact that there seemed like no one else more fitting made Sam and Ginny ideal suspects.
"You might be right, Ernie, but... do you have any proof? I don't think Professor McGonagall will consider 'previous history of pranking, and related to Fred and George' as a valid reason to blame them. Were you able to come in possession of one of the packages? Maybe there is some evidence there? Didn't the sender write a postcard? Maybe the handwriting is recognizable, or... the owl that delivered the packages? Or something!"