Although Ginny had been successful with physical therapy that week, her ability to go places on her own was limited to four or five steps. For that reason she was sitting on the couch, her hair in braided pigtails, and a referee costume that Harry had picked up for her.
Of course it was a bit too small, but a few charms had solved the problem enough so that it would fit comfortably. Although she wasn't sure how much of his sizing mistake had been accidental and how much had been planned. Ginny was willing to bet on a plan.
Even so she shifted slightly on the couch, summoning a bottle of butterbeer with her wand and catching it as it sailed to her.