Harry smiled. "Well, I suppose I might be able to show my face every now and again, but I am flattered that you think it's pretty," he teased, "See you're closer to making me blush then you think."
Harry listened to her describe what she and her mother had arranged for their wedding. "A weekend in the country?" he asked, impressed. "Your parents didn't need to go all out, but that sounds really nice.
Harry wasn't much of a drinker, but he had a feeling he would be having his own fair share tomorrow. If nothing else, it would help him calm his nerves and perhaps it would allow her family to relax a bit and not hate him for breaking a line of Pureblood marriages.