Ginny wouldn’t classify herself as bitter. In fact, unknown to the majority of the party, Ginny was happily entangled in her own boy toy, Blaise Zabini, far more frequently than she cared to admit. After all, they had a strict friends with benefits policy... that occasionally included the fancy date. Only three times had they travelled to his family vineyard in Italy. He had gifted her only a handful of family heirlooms. In fact, one piece of extraordinary jewellery was on her person this evening. A deep emerald, pear shaped stone sat dangling from a golden chain down her chest. She instinctively raised her right hand to fiddle with it. But Ginny was positive they were absolutely not an exclusive couple. In fact, was going to prove it. Especially to herself.