Ginny sat behind the glass of the window in her room. It was the middle of the night, but she couldn't sleep. She never slept these days.
Today, however, she had another reason than insomnia to stay up all night.
This reason was standing just outside the wards of the Burrow. Just standing there. Too far away for her to make anything out, but his silhouette. Yet she knew who it was.
It was in his body language. And the fact that he stood that stiff. She smiled at him, hoping that he could feel it. Maybe Percy would understand that she had forgiven him.