She nodded and laughed softly, she thought this seemed like it was going to be a perfectly harmless exchange between the two of them. She crossed to the table and sat down opposite Harry. "I miss not being able to fly, I think I'd like to have a go after Hogwarts like Wood did at the professional legues."
Folding her arms across her chest she shook her head, "not really bothering me, just old wounds, you know," she looked at him straight in his emerald green eyes, because he was the only one else who really knew what it felt like to experiance what it felt like to have a part of Voldemort inside you. They shared that unhappy connection. She lowered her eyes after a moment. Ginny always tried to be so tough but she looked very small at that moment and fragile. She didn't cry though, and after a moment looked back up, "but it's Christmas,we should be happy to be together and to all have each other."