"I..." Harry began, and didn't quite know how to finish that sentence. "I wasn't trying to keep it from you? It just didn't-- I didn't know how to--"
Wait. Did Ron actually suspect that he and Ginny were sort of-- whatever they were? It was impossible to tell. He felt guilty now, felt that he ought to just confess everything. "It wasn't really anything important, most of the time." That really did not come out how he had intended. "I mean, it's important. She's important. It just wasn't - anything that would help us, she just wanted to see me. I wanted to see her too, of course."
He stopped, nodded. "Yeah. She looked alright. I think she'll be fine."