Ginny had been a woman on a mission ever since she had returned from her vacation with a shiny present adorning her left hand. She was determined to have a wedding before her stomach began to show, and to have it planned before her mother could work up enough steam to turn what Ginny and Harry wanted to be casual and intimate into an event of circus proportions. That was the explanation for why she had been roaming around England when morning sickness didn't leave her on the couch, and why a steady stream of boxes and deliveries were cluttering up her living room.
She had intended on stepping over to have a conversation with the vendor about possibly getting a special order of lillies, but stopped short when she realized Lavender Brown was right beside her. "Lavender, hi!" she said with a smile.