The hand on his leg squeezed slightly and he turned to Twink, sipping his drink again. He was glad of the comfort, but he still felt a little apprehensive. As the youngest Weasley joined them, Marcus managed to offer a tiny smile to her, though the expression grew a little more sure as George joked in response to her greeting.
Setting his pint glass on the table, he chuckled softly at the sibling teasing. Something he'd never experienced, being an only child. 'You're owls weren't really rants either.' He shrugged, glancing at the table top, not sure what to say to a seventeen year old girl.
'Hi Ginny,' he shot Twink a look, 'and its Marcus.' Nodding at the suggestion of food, he passed Ginny a menu before looking at one himself; sharing with George.
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