As promised the healers sent Ginny a message when Charlie woke up. She visited almost hourly after learning that he was taken to St. Mungo's, but after visit number three a mediwitch told her that she promised to send Ginny a message when Charlie finally woke up. Ginny wasted no time apparating to St. Mungo's. The entire hospital gave her the creeps, after spending a good portion of her time last month in the hospital, Ginny was learning to loathe the place. The horribly off-white walls, and the smell of potions stung her eyes and nose. However, she pushed all that down to visit with Charlie.
"Oi, dragon snot," She stuck out her tongue, and tossed a stuffed dragon at him that she picked up at the gift shop on her second visit. She couldn't resist, the stuffed dragon was a hideous purple with green wings. It was magically enhanced to move it's head, and open it's mouth to breath a non-burning harmless 'fire' from it's mouth. It screamed PERFECT GIFT FOR CHARLIE BLOODY WEASLEY.
Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Ginny looked at the charm that made him look like he was hovering away from the bed, "The bloody hell are you trying to do to me? Everyone was assuming I was going to be the one to get hurt, next thing I know, my snot-faced brother is all bandaged up and hallucinating." Frowning slightly, Ginny was concerned, but she was attempting to mask it behind teasing and ridicule. A typical Ginny Weasley defense mechanism that made her feel less pathetic and more brave than she really was.