"Now there's something I'd pay to see. You and Malfoy chumming it up at a bar." Ginny said, a smirk pulling at the corner of her frown. She glanced at where his hand was brushing her arm and sighed. "You'd bloody well better or else they're going to find him hexed to high hell and you'll have to bail me out of jail." She said giving him her best stern-mum look.
She laid back, but didn't relax right away. "You're sure he didn't hurt you?" She asked.