Why didn't you go see Fred and George this weekend, Gin? You really should have gone. You miss them a lot, don't you? And Ron? And... well, Charlie, Percy, Bill, Mum, Da...
::takes a bite of mashed potatoes and glances up around the hall::
I wonder where Colin is. Someone. Anyone, really. To talk to.
::turns back down to her plate and chases her peas again, accidentally knocking a few of them off her plate and onto the bench and the floor::
::keeps her eyes on her plate and sighs again::