“Sounds like a good idea,” Ginny said with a nod. When she had her apartment all set up, she would surly send Fleur an owl. Charms weren’t her fortay, but she was probably better at them than most things.
Ginny nodded emphatically. “Don’t worry, it will be over before you know it. My last year was pretty fun. A lot of people don’t make the most of their last year. I am glad I did.”
Laughing, Ginny replied, “Thanks. I am happy to be done. I just wish I’d had time to get all my things moved in to my place and get it decorated. Almost everything is still in boxes.”
“I’ll be right back,” Ginny said, happy for a chance to relieve the funny feelings inside her. Things with Gabrielle had created a…tension inside her and she knew that a little cold water on her face would likely do the trick. At least, she hoped it would.
Stepping into the loo, Ginny wondered how wonderful it must be to have one to yourself. The Burrow had only had one. Then, she’d been at training camps all summer. It would be so wonderful to have her own at her apartment.
She stripped off her robes and looked at herself in the huge mirror in the room. Ginny smiled at her reflection. Training camp had been good for her… Once she done the nightgown, Ginny observed that too. It was a little…clingy.
Trying not to be nervous, she left the loo and went back to Gabrielle’s room. Her cheeks were colored with just a hint of pink.