The wedding was so close now, and then Harry would be gone and Ginny didn't know if she would ever see him again. That was a really depressing thought and one she didn't like to dwell on. Harry would survive this. They ALL would, and then he would come back to her and things would go back to the way they had been, only better because there wouldn't be the threat of the Dark Lord hanging over them. Or at least, she hoped it would go like that. The thought of He Who Must Not Be Named continuing to be a threat was a horrifying thought.
She was silent for a long moment, but there was nothing to say and staying out here with Harry was becoming unbearable.
"I'm going inside. I'm sure there's something else I should be doing."
Though really, she hoped she would be able to sneak inside and escape to her room for a while. It was hard to find time alone in a house filled to capacity like theirs was right now.