2003 - 24 December
Ginny's like their mother in miniature, and Charlie has to resist the urge to laugh at his twenty-two-year-old sister's coddling.
"Charlie, one day you're going to burn to a crisp, and those bloody Healers won't be able to help," she comments, seeing him for the first time in six months. There's a shiny new burn trailing down his arm, from where he was a bit too cocky with a newborn dragon and the baby decided to attempt to cook Charlie with fire.
"Do you purposely jump in front of dragons that breathe fire?"
She's just like their mother, as much as she denies it.
"Only to impress the ladies at the reserve," he says smartly, and Ginny rolls her eyes at him.
"Considering the fact that you're a 'life-long bachelor', it's evident that that didn't work," she laughs - it's probably her third time in two minutes teasing him about his lack of a romantic life.
"We can't all have an obsession with our future spouse at the age of ten," he jokes, watching Ginny scowl.
"It wasn't an obsession, just a crush," she corrects.
"It wasn't an obsession," Charlie mocks, "just a complete and utter infatuation."