"Alright." Ginny stood and waved her wand to dispose of all the tiny pieces of glass into the rubbish bin. The simple act made her scan the kitchen to see what else could be thrown away. Gathering various bottles, wadded up napkins and greasy plates, Ginny decided now was just as good a time to ask Bill something that had been nagging her for the last day.
"Bill? Might I ask you a question about Fleur?" Ginny paused for a moment, then pushed on, "Why is she staying in France for such a long time?"