Romance troubles usually meant alcohol and possibly some kind of ha-I-don't-need-[insert desired gender here] activity. But there wasn't really much alcohol to be had at Hogwarts, not that she'd trust, and it wasn't like she could take Ginny dancing.
"I'd suggest skinny dipping," Verity said contemplatively, and only half-joking. "But even if we didn't freeze to death, there always a part of me that thinks that squid will try to nibble on me. We could stand on the Divination Tower and try to levitate things over the heads of the quiddich players, although you'd probably we a lot better than me. We could go find an empty room and redecorate it in Slytherin green with pink hearts."
Chances were that Ginny would choose D- none of the above. But at least it should get her mind off messy triangles.