"Do you think Fleur has a big forehead?" Ginny asked her elder brother.

Bill turned from his desk and looked at her incredulously. "What?"

"Fleur," Ginny repeated, "don't you think she has a big forehead?"

"What kind of stupid question is that?" Bill eyebrows furrowed.

"I think she does," Ginny said dismissively. "It's all high and shiny. Too big for her ugly face."

Bill rolled his eyes and gave Ginny a cross look.

"I'm serious!" Ginny crossed her arms over his chest. "You're way out of your mind if you're gonna marry someone with such a big forehead."

"That's love, Gin," Bill turned back to his parchment where he was composing a letter to Charlie.

"That's disgusting," Ginny corrected. "And you never answered my question, do you think she has a big forehead or not?"

"No, Ginny, I do not."

She huffed. "Well, she does, and you're too blind to see that, and-and you shouldn't marry her!" She stomped her foot waiting for Bill's response, and when she didn't get one she stalked out of the room with a scowl on her face.

Bill smirked as he heard her receding footsteps and continued to write his letter to Charlie.

Dear Charlie,

Now that I think about it, Fleur does have a big forehead. Thanks for telling Ginny that. But yes, I'm still gonna marry her.

-Bill.

A/N: Another strange conversation with my brother as always. His gf does have a big forehead. Just sayin' bro