Ginny looked up suddenly and gave the girl a shocked look. "E-excuse me?" She asked, trying her best to keep the rudeness out of her voice. No sense in making things worse. It was odd enough that Parkinson was helping her with the bed. But she had to have heard Parkinson wrong. There was simply no way she'd asked if she wanted to talk about it.
Ginny tucked her side of the sheets and covers under the mattress and began fluffing up the pillows a bit absent mindedly.