Fred and George turned around together and saw Ginevra's flushed face. Curious, they asked, "Oh! What's wrong with our little Ginevra?"
Ginny had no intention of answering. She shot the two of them a vicious glare and was about to stomp away in a huff.
Fred and George immediately exchanged glances, understanding that their sister was in a terrible mood and had no desire to answer that question.
George promptly changed the subject. "Ginny, you just said Mr. Lovegood..."
Fred seamlessly picked up, "Ran off to the castle with Mrs. Lovegood?"
Ginny's expression softened slightly. She nodded and said, "Just now, Mrs. Lovegood seemed to say something, and then they both left. I think they went in the direction of the castle."
Hearing that, Fred and George sighed together. "Ah! What a shame!"
"But it makes sense..." George stroked his chin. "They hadn't seen each other for so long. Of course they'd go on a date at the first opportunity!"
Fred beat his chest and stamped his feet, putting on an exaggeratedly regretful expression. "Damn it! Wizet got away with it."
As the two sang the same tune, 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 heartbroken. "How did she become like this?"
"She had just calmed down..." Fred stroked his chin and frowned as he analyzed the situation. "What word did we mention that made her..."
"Hm?" The two looked at each other and immediately understood. "Date!"
"That explains it!" George nodded solemnly. "Should we go ask Harry?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Fred replied eagerly. "Maybe our new plan can find its first customer!"
"What new plan?" George paused. "How come I know nothing about it?"