WHO: Anthony and Ginny WHAT: Secrets Plots and Intrigue WHERE: Pansy's Room WHEN: Friday during classes WHY: Because Anthony has a plan and obvs Ginny needs to be involved. RATING: Eh...We'll go with PG-13 for Language STATUS: Incomplete
Ginny didn't do mending very well. She was too proud and too stubborn to admit that she needed to stop and sit still in order to move around. The pain hadn't left her muscles yet and judging by the amount that was still there, it wouldn't for quite some time. Her head still wasn't exactly right yet either and gave painful throbs as well as that vague sort of swimmy feeling every now and again. She had started keeping food down regularly now, which was a welcomed improvement, though she was a little nervous to try anything heavier than fruit or crackers. She hated feeling this weak. This vulnerable. She was sure she was stronger than all this and when her body didn't cooperate, she felt a bit useless.
She was sure she looked as bad as she still felt, though she'd been avoiding mirrors. She didn't want to face the shell she'd become in the past two weeks. Better not to know just how wretched she looked.
She heard the knock at the door and let out a small sigh. Might as well be up and walking anyway. It was the only way her muscles were going to get better. It took her a minute to get to the heavy door handle, which she was still having trouble pulling open.
"Who is it?" She asked through the door, not wanting to go through the effort if it was someone to see Pansy.