"Thanks," she whispered back dabbing beneath her eyes. "And don't laugh – it'll be yours and Ginny's wedding I'll be crying at next." She nodded her head to Ginny in the audience, her face rapt and alert, and clearly noting all the things she liked about the ceremony and set-up, filing it all away for later use. Harry blanched a little, and Hermione grinned at him, and then turned her attention back to the ceremony, which was nearly over now, her borrowed hanky all damply scrunched up in her hand.