"Oh honestly, Harry." Ginny couldn't help it. Now she was genuinely rolling her eyes and almost didn't care that he saw. "Do you really think that it's about public relations that the Ministry came and got you?" She looked over, "Most of the wizarding world has moved on." She said most because there were some, like they buggered few in the Sanctuary itself, who had some hang-up or another. And that Harry was so wrapped up in it all to believe that just bothered the youngest Weasley a little.
But she fell silent and just took in the outside air with a deep breath. She pulled her hair away from her face, wishing that she had brought a hair band to put up her hair. Or had her damn wand to do something about it. "Do you need anything?" Back to being hesitant, the air calming her and the uncertainty of it all making her anxious. "I can owl my mum that you're here and she could--"