Harry ran a hand through his hair trying to think. Dizzy might mean stress or...food or maybe both.
"When was the last time you ate, I assumed you had something at the cafe since you didn't have any lasagna."
"Let me move back here for a while, we'll be working together anyway, but you shouldn't be dealing with this alone." It was a question but he wasn't likely to take no for an answer.
Damn them all for leaving Ginny to clean up the aftermath when she had already been through so much.