By night time Ginny was less drowsy, and slept fitfully. It was getting harder to sleep, especially when some peculior noises began to sound in the room. Grumbling, the redhead took hold of her pillow and threw it at the source of the offending noise.
Then she rolled onto her stomach and tried to sleep some more. She didn't want to be needing to sleep during the day tomorrow. That was when the press would arrive and be hounding her. Stupid reporters...if only it was legal to hex them...