Ginny gave a hollow laugh, but winced at the effort and then frowned. Well this was fecking bollocks, wasn't it? She did not do bedrest well and it was looking like bedrest for the foreseeable future. Bugger.
"Everything is just...a mess. How long have I been here for?" It felt like months since she was complaining about fog on her birthday. What a stupid thing to be complaining about, in retrospect. "Are you alright? You weren't hurt were you?" She could see the wound on Fleur's forehead, but it looked like it was on the mend. She hoped that there weren't too many who had ended up like herself. "There were...monsters. Are they gone? Did we--" Okay, too many questions at once. Her head gave a painful throb and she fell silent for a moment. Oh she hated this.