"Oookay." Ginny said slowly, processing what she'd heard. She wasn't quite sure if the thing that was 'relatively important' was the concept of marriage or the luncheon with the Queen. Which, if it was the latter, then nothing that Ginny was going to say or do was going to fix this, because that meant that they had completely different ideas of what was important. Ginny was pretty sure, or at least she was hoping real hard, that Maria had meant the former.
"Look. You can't ever tell my mother this because she will honestly have an entire hippogriff and I just...I am already on thin ice over there, so I'd rather not. But yeah, Harry and I were having a private laugh at first. Which..." She swung her head from side to side as if undecided on her actual opinion on this. "Perhaps wasn't as funny in hindsight as when we planned it. But, it isn't that. And really, I dunno. I always just figured we'd get married...eventually." She shrugged. Maybe that wasn't the best response, but it was the truth. When she thought about the future, it was always with Harry. Marriage seemed like a weird formality, but she wasn't planning on running from this.