Once Ginny's finger was okay, Harry turned back to look at Ron and Elizabeth. They appeared to be leaving. Harry shrugged and told himself he would have to ask Ron about it later. After some small talk, their food came. "So, Ginny... what... what are we? I mean..." He was probably sounding stupid, "Where are we going?... Er... what do we have?" No, that wasn't right. He blushed and looked down at his plate.
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