Of all the people to run into while she wasn't paying attention, it would have to be the one person she was trying to avoid.
"Harry." She didn't know what to say, which was odd, because normally you couldn't shut Ginny up. It was like she'd been transported back to the age of 10, when she'd been literally unable to do anything but stare at him and run away. Except she wasn't 10 anymore, so the running away thing probably wasn't really cute at this point, if it ever had been.
She nodded her head when he questioned her. "Yeah, I couldn't really focus on my homework, so I thought I'd get some air." So, maybe his question had been obvious, but she really didn't mind. It wasn't like she knew how to talk to him these days.