Ginny could have guessed what the whole thing was about. Not specifically, but she had a feeling deep in her throat that was hinting towards his new wife and his relationship with said person. She would not assume to the point of sharing her presumptions, but would have easily bet money on the subject. Instead, though, she watched her friend. Just watched. Doing so had told her more than he had probably meant to portray in the past.
Blinking softly at him, Ginny pursed her lips, picking her head off of her knee. Her assumptions were proven correctly as he began to speak more. Ginny rarely had to do much talking to really have a conversation with Harry. Initially, Ginny had wanted to comfort him and she would eventually come to, she believed. Something in her, however, was pressing doubt on her mind. She had been encouraged by George, by her friends that, perhaps this arrangement was for the better as well - that she could move on to bigger things. However, she liked the smaller details, too. Her instinct and actions were based on emotion, mostly. That is, she listened and nodded along to his speaking.
Half of Ginny didn't want to hear him, but the other half could see he came to talk. Ginny leaned forward a bit. "I know you've heard this one before. Excuse my repetition." Ginny shook her head as she spoke. "But change - good and bad - doesn't happen right away." She shrugged, leaning back. "The only time is happens right away is when you don't expect it to." Ginny smiled at him. "But I know you knew that." She was being sincere. All she had to offer was things Harry already knew, things that were proving difficult, despite his prior years of difficulty. It seemed rather unfair, but it was reality.
Ginny shrugged at him. "Why would you know what to do?" She certainly didn't know what she was doing. Ginny halfway wanted to ignore all details of Harry and Daphne's life so far, but the friend in her overpowered the ex in her. "What happened?" The ex in her, however, also thought of asking why he was there, why she was to be relied upon when he was stressed. The friend, again, made its presence known.