Ginny hadn't had any intention of actually chasing gnomes either, until the awkwardness started to get to her and she needed something to take her mind off it. Unfortunately there didn't seem to be any gnomes left, she realised as she looked around the bushes they usually hid in. She sighed, glancing briefly at Harry, then back at the bushes.
"When are you leaving?" she finally asked, her voice softer than she would have liked. She pulled a leaf off one of the bushes and tore it apart.