She smiled and hugged Ginny, more gently than she would have, but not wanting to accidentally spoil things.
"I'm, doing fairly well, all things considered. And," she sighed, "There are a lot of those these days apparently." She bit her lip and looked around. "Shall we sit down? After all, given yesterday, I don't want to stress you more."
She needed to do this. Someone had to know, especially if things went horribly wrong. And most especially as George knew about Riordain. Merlin, what if George gave Rookwood that secret? She shuddered involuntarily.