"You know, George," Ginny said, hand on the port key, "The fact that you want to snog Ron's ex-girlfriend just makes me wonder all the more if the stories Charlie used to tell me were true. You know, the ones where he claimed Mum found me in a box on the front steps?"
She rolled her eyes and laughed, "However, I think Ron probably deserves it. You dating Hermione, really dating her? That would be beautiful. It would make Christmas dinner all the more pleasantly awkward."
And with that, the portkey activated, spinning them into the magical void before gently setting them down about fifty yards from the chapel.