Harry gestured to the bench. “You two are always welcome, guys.”
They sat down, one of Harry’s left, and the other on Harry’s far right, sitting next to Hermione. “Out of curiosity, does that invitation extend to any other Weasleys?”
“Er...” Harry pondered for a moment. “Well... your Mum seems cool... as long as your Dad washes his hands after playing with his rubber ducks, he’s welcome, too. I’ve never met Bill or Charlie, so I don’t have a problem with them, and I suspect that Percy’s a bit of a dark horse.”
“Percy’s got a stick up his arse the size of the Whomping Willow, but he ain’t a bad guy.” Fred said.
“Yeah,” George added, “once he gets laid, he’ll probably be much cheerier.”
“But,” Harry continued, “your two youngest siblings aren’t exactly impressive. One’s a dick, and the other squeaks at me when I’m near, and stares at me when I’m not. To be honest, she creeps me out a bit.”
“We did warn you about Ginny.” They said in unison.
“Yes...” Harry sighed. “I’m sorry to say there won’t be a big Potter/Weasley wedding in this generation. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against squeaky fangirls, but they don’t exactly make me all tingly inside.”
Harry Potter and the Quantum Leap, Chapter 28