Harry’s engagement party was tomorrow and he had come to her several times, somewhat manically, asking her advice about what he should wear. If he was wearing something too nice, Ginny might get suspicious, he argued. Every time, he asked her if she was going to bring Malfoy. Every time, she told him she was still thinking about it. Hadn’t she told Malfoy about it, she wouldn’t even consider it. Simple. Don’t bring him. They weren’t even dating. Why bring him to the Weasleys? But now—thanks to the veritaserum—she had told him and it would be strange if she didn’t ask him.