"I bloody well don't care about you and your key." she quipped, finding herself fully annoyed now. The woman said spells and hexes wouldn't really hurt her, but what choice did Ginny really have? It wasn't like she had much of another choice. Where was a broom when she needed it?
Her wrist flicked, not really needing to speak to cast her more favored spells. In this case, a Bat-Bogey hex, sending bad sized bogies with wings to attack the womans face as a simple distraction. Gross, but it always did work as a brilliant distraction.
She took two steps to the side, fully intending on running away if she could. "Stupefy." she muttered, hoping it actually did work, so she could make a run for it.