Fred and George turned around together and saw Ginny, her face bright red. They could not help asking curiously, "Oh! Our little Ginevra, what happened to you?"
Ginny had no intention of answering. She shot them a vicious glare and continued stomping away in a huff.
Fred and George immediately exchanged looks, realizing that their sister was in a terrible mood and did not want to answer at all.
George promptly changed the subject. "Ginny, you just said Mr. Lovegood..."
Fred seamlessly picked up, "Ran off toward the castle with Mrs. Lovegood?"
Ginny's expression softened somewhat. She nodded and said, "Just now, Mrs. Lovegood seemed to say something, and then they left together. I think they were heading toward the castle."
Hearing that, Fred and George sighed together. "Ah! What a pity!"
"But it makes sense..." George rubbed his chin. "They haven't seen each other for so long. Of course they'd go on a date first thing!"
Fred beat his chest in an exaggerated display of regret. "Damn it! Vizet got away with it."
While the two of them were bantering back and forth, Ginny's expression darkened again. With a stony face, she walked away without even saying goodbye.
"Oh! Our Ginevra used to be so adorable..." George clutched his chest, looking utterly grief-stricken. "How did she become like this?"
"She had calmed down just now..." Fred rubbed his chin and began analyzing with a frown. "What word did we mention that made her..."
"Hm?" They looked at each other and immediately understood. "Date!"
"Then it's no surprise!" George nodded solemnly. "Should we go ask Harry?"
"That's what I was thinking!" Fred replied excitedly. "Maybe our new plan will find its first customer!"
"What new plan?" George froze. "How come I know nothing about it?"
"I just thought of it!"