[ Ginny would understand, if she knew; the need to lie is something that cuts through what the war is back home. There's no hiding who she is, who her family is, that's too far gone now—but the friends of hers who have disappeared (she hopes into hiding), people like Dean Thomas who never knew who his real father was, it's a safer thing to lie. ]

Well. [ She smiles, warm and happy; it's clear she loves her brothers very much, even when Percy betrayed them. ] The oldest's Bill—William, but no one ever calls him that—and then Charlie, then Percy. Then the twins are Fred and George, then Ron, who's just a year older than me.