Fred blinked at the sudden change and then rolled his eyes at his brother, shaking his head. "Charlie, we're thrilled you're home, aren't we, George?" He didn't wait for his brother to answer, though he was sure that he was nodding behind him, before he went on.
"It's just, we have to be a little disappointed in a brother who goes from wrestling dragons to trying to make sure Hufflepuffs aren't snogging the hallways." And it wasn't a true sort of disappointment, either. Not the way they were disappointed with Percy or something. They were just taking the piss.