"Y-Yeah!" Ron stammered, and blinked at Neville before suddenly grabbing the side of his arm, his fingers digging in. "Is she here? Is she here or not?? Tell me if she is... tell me anything you know." If he'd come this far just to hear that Ginny was dead, Ron was determined to charge out of here, wand or no wand, find that Umbridge woman, and tear out her fucking eyes.