Ginny stared at her brother for a long, highly confused moment trying to figure out what in the name of Merlin he was talking about. When he mentioned the room however, her look of confusion dropped and she gave him a scowl.
"I'm not hungry." She fibbed, folding her arms across her chest. She didn't trust Smith in the least and she sure as hell wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. She could get by for now. She was strong and had endured worse. However, the strength would have been a bit more believable if her stomach didn't let out a rather loud distinctive growl just before she turned away from him.