Fred nearly choked. "Did you just call her Minnie?" He asked with a snort after he'd swallowed and taken a long pull on his own bottle of beer. "I mean, there's bollocks and Gryfindor bravery and all, and then there's a suicide wish, Weller. She probably heard you. Sitting in Dumbledore's office somewhere and her ears perking up like that damn cat she turns into..."