Ginny frowned and gave the older woman a rather harsh look. "You're redder than my hair at the moment, so I'm guessing there's something you don't want to tell me. Which, I get...sort of, seeing as dreams are a bit personal and all, but you don't have to lie about it." That was a bit rude. She knew it. But they weren't going to get anywhere in finding out what these were about if she was going to be lying.