His (rather cute) nervous grin didn't go unnoticed, and Ginny's cheeks, and, incidentally, ears, flushed as she grinned back. "I'm good! You?" She smiled, brushing hair off her cheek. "Yeah, it's almost the only time I get to shop... actually, yeah, that'd be great!" she replied, in response to his query.
"She's good! I'll be sure to tell her I saw you. How's Quidditch going? I've missed playing." As they bent down to pick up her scattered groceries, their hands brushed, and Ginny's blush deepened. Shaking her head to cover her face, her crimson hair caught the sun brilliantly, making each part of it glow in the glory of all its different shades of red.