At her confession, Charlie stopped moving and Ginny's heart clenched, but she schooled her expression and kept on moving, keeping her eyes ahead. Of all her brothers, she hadn't expected Charlie to be the one to react badly. Ron, or Percy, almost certainly Percy... but Charlie?
Almost unthinking, she followed him into the Great Hall and sat down beside him, her entire body tense. At his question, she shook her head, then shook it again to correct herself and nodded. "Mum," she answered, stoically. "And I think Fred and George know. Ron might, too, because Harry certainly does. He caught us - " she cut herself off and raised her eyes to Charlie's, waiting to see what he would say next before she continued.
When he grinned at her, she let out a sigh of relief, her whole body going weak with the rush of it for a moment before she straightened and smiled back at him. "I am," she answered, giddy at his response. "Oh I so am, Charlie." I love her!, her mind supplied and she only just managed to keep the words inside, but was unable to quell the large smile they caused.