"What? To tell them that you're alive?" Ginny peered up at him. "Do you really think any of those... those...." She spluttered, trying to think of a monstrous enough pejorative befitting the Dursleys, but words failed her. ".... would care if you had died? You should be caring just as little that none of them croaked, crouched in a hole somewhere and eating beans out of a tin!"