Ginny had been eyeing the platter a bit skeptically, but smiled at the (somewhat battered looking) bouquet. "That's sweet. Bring those in to Mum. She'll love them." She was trying to appear relaxed and calm because she could already tell that he was a bit nervous and she didn't want to make it worse for him.
"I'm sorry your Mum and Dad couldn't make it though." She said as they made their way towards the kitchen. "I hope it wasn't anything too serious they had to go take care of."
"Oh! Neville! That was you at the door." Molly said, the cheerfulness in her voice only sounding slightly forced. "Come in, come in. It's lovely to see you, of course. Where are your mother and father?"