Harry was beginning to understand why Ron had told him not to be startled.
Little Ginny Weasley's behavior had indeed startled him a little.
It was not that she had done anything out of line. She really had not. But ever since breakfast, the little girl had kept stealing glances at him. Whenever Harry looked her way, Ginny immediately ducked her head, not daring to meet his eyes at all.
And whenever her gaze accidentally met Harry's, her little face instantly turned the same color as her hair-all the Weasleys had red hair.
It had to be said that Harry had already met four of the Weasley brothers. With the girl, that made five children.
Yet apart from their shared red hair and freckles, these five children really had very little resemblance to one another.
Ron definitely counted as tall among children his age. Harry had already shot up over the summer, but Ron was still a good bit taller than him. Though tall, Ron was rather thin, yet his face still had a little baby fat.
By comparison, the Twins were much more solidly built, but their faces were leaner. Neither was particularly tall, and they were now only a little taller than Ron. Harry suspected Ron would overtake both of them in height this year.
As for Percy, he certainly lived up to the Twins' teasing description of him as the only son with any standing in the family. Tall and well-proportioned, with regular features, he looked scholarly in his gold-rimmed glasses and could just about be called handsome. As he grew older, the freckles on his face had faded a little, too.
Harry knew that several of the older girls at school had something of an interest in Percy. Percy, however, did not seem to have shown