Ginny heard her sister-in-law's familiar voice and breathed a small sigh of relief. At least if Fleur was here, it meant she was some place safe, right? She winced in pain as the blonde helped her to sit up. Everything ached, down to her bones, from the illness and moving was proving to be difficult, even with help. Though, she was managing to sit up properly now and while her head was still pounding and she was still disoriented, at least she could start to wake up her brain a little bit.
"Like I was run over by the Hogwart's Express." She said, her voice coming out hoarse and tired sounding. "Where am I?" She asked, still not recognizing the house she was in, even now that everything was right-side-up. "What happened?" The fragments of memories that she still had were so jumbled that she didn't even know how long she'd been out of it. The last thing that even made proper sense in her brain was explaining to Neville about the village and all. After that, everything just sort of...blends and mixed and she was fairly certain that she'd dreamed some it because it seemed unlikely.