Ginny wrinkled her nose at the reminder that so many in their family worked hard-set schedules and weren't major editors of the biggest paper who were able to shuffle things around without any real concern. "What schmucks," she quipped, shaking her head in exaggerated humor.
"If I know Lucy, she won't be disappointed if you aren't able to schedule it anytime soon. I still can't believe she offered that up." Of all her niblings, Ginny knew Lucy was the most terrified of heights, which had always struck her as odd, as it hadn't seemed Lucy was afraid of anything until someone tried to get her up on a broom.
"Well, Ron, if you beg sweetly enough, I could bring you along to the press box for one of the games," she offered. Though she was most looking forward to seeing the final game with Blaise. And she was hoping that the Harpies pulled through the finals to win the cup this year.