"That's the only way it tastes remotely all right," he said, pointing to the cup. He much preferred the tea, a comfort of home he seemed to miss more than he realised. Charlie did not usually drink tea too often until he was away from home and the good British blends for a number of months. He also seemed to think that enough sugar and milk could make any bad cup of tea or coffee taste better.
However, that did not seem to be the case for Ginny, but it amused him slightly. "And if Sam can handle drinking that coffee, she has a stomach of steel." Charlie was beginning to feel slightly nauseated by it.
Grinning Charlie nodded, "all right. Then I'll take you two out for something ridiculously greasy at Hogsmeade. Unfortunately, I have to get going, Ginny. I have a class to teach in about fifteen minutes. Regardless of the weather, I'm taking them outside, so I need to make sure the animals are read for them." Finishing his tea quickly, he kissed his sister on the cheek and stood. "I'll see you later, Gin," he said, heading out.