Fred looked through the window suspiciously. "You could have owled. How old is she?" Because if she just graduated recently, shouldn't he know her? Except she might have been a Hufflepuff, and they all bloody looked alike, didn't they?
He did notice when she dropped her arms away and huffed at him, and he turned on her with an apologetic little grin that usually got him out of trouble with girls. Or at least with his mum. "Come on, you know how it's been..."