"Yeah, well, I can't hold mine." Her mood lightened when she felt his hand on hers. She snorted. Ginny had rather endeared herself to Penelope that night; she was no longer the skinny little girl that Penny remembered seeing around school. The way she and Harry had seemed so in love was refreshing. "Yeah, that question wasn't a good one for me either. If I had had to drink to one more question, I think you may have been carrying me home and tucking me in." She was thankful that her hangover had only consisted of a tiny headache. Her date with Hermione tonight might be a little messier, though.