Ginny looked up when she heard Hannah's voice and gave the blonde a smile that wasn't quite up to her eyes. "'Morning, Hannah." She said as she made her way to the counter, taking a deep breath to sort of collect herself before she just went off on the poor girl about Death Eaters and the like.
"How's everything going?" She asked, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear. On the one hand, she didn't want to burden her friend with her bad mood, but on the other hand, she knew that Hannah--more than some--would understand her point about Lestrange. Still. It really wasn't polite to start a rant before tea has even been had, was it?