George gently grabbed the bottle and pulled Ginny into a bear hug. "Oh lovey, Harry loves you...Maybe not romantic like any more, but, that bloke'll always love you. So's Ron, so d'I. Everyone loves you, sweetness." He smoothed her hair again, then scooped her up in his arms. The trip had done wonders for his physique. "C;mon, there's a cuppa in the kitchen with your name on it," he murmured, carrying her into the kitchen with him.