"She said you...paid her well." Ginny said, her voice turning slightly biting in tone. Her distaste for the older girl was only growing and she could feel her stomach growing queasy at the thought of Neville...
"Erm...well that was actually partly my fault." Ginny said a bit uncomfortably. She was still just as uneasy with that memory as she'd been with it when she and Jessica were speaking about it. "I've...She got your journal back. I've got it in Parkinson's room."