Ginny stopped. That didn't make any sense. She finished guiding a beer bottle in the rubbish bin and set the kettle back on the stove before returning to her seat and her tea. She didn't want to sound childish, but questions like "why" and "how" were all she could think of. Ginny sat quietly next to her brother, just wanting to be close by him.
Her mum and dad spent the holidays together, she and Harry, James and Lily, Sirius and Dorcas, every couple she knew wanted to be together. And she remembered when Bill wanted to be with Fleur. "Is that how you feel as well?"