Presumably Seneca Lestrange did not run the risk of being ruined in three seasons if she didn't marry well (or sooner, if their mother kept spending the way she did), but obviously Ford was not going to say anything about that. And besides, it had nothing to do with Verity's desire to marry soon — she'd been of that opinion without Ford even having to push her towards it to much, unlike Clementine, who seemed quite vehemently opposed to any of his plans for her. Maybe that was just Clementine, though — she was (or at least, could be) contrary just for the sake of it.

He didn't really want to talk about Verity or Clem or any of his siblings, though, so he didn't dive into any details about them. Instead, he joked dryly, "Right, when we cross the magic date line and things become interesting for six months."

The season sort of made sense for Muggles, since the fashionable ones with distant properties tended to travel between the countryside and London. There was a natural divide between the sort of company one could expect in London and in the countryside. Wizards, on the other hand, could apparate, or floo, or take flying carriages about — the fact that they had a social season at all seemed just sort of old-fashioned and strange. But he supposed a part of him was glad for it, too; if they didn't have a season he might be expected to chaperone the girls even more often, and he wouldn't have time to run off to haunted houses with friends — and there'd be nothing to prevent them from getting Grace out into society right away, which would double the load. So perhaps it did have some use, after all.