Who: Ginny and Open What: Meditating by the lake Where: the grounds by the lake When: Well in the evening close to the sun set.
Ginny knew she was being slightly irresponsible, talking to Lupin and mentioning the moon, but she was actually excited for once. So yes this was some very serious situation, but still what could she do? They were not being interrogated, and she felt like a dangerous package of information that could change, well everything. But Ginny believed int he butterfly effect, she always had, and ever since the "accident" had occur she'd charmed an origami butterfly around her to revolt among her hair, it somehow made her remember that all the damage was already done.
Trying to clear her head from some rather perilous thoughts, she walked out into the grounds, Hogwarts grounds would always be the same, may there be a tomb below the Astronomy tower or not. Ginny was simply out for a stroll, she had nowhere to go, and this was true on many levels, even if she loved this time of the history, she had no place in it and it gave her the sense of a complete outcast, of whom people were actually sort of afraid off.
She sighed to herself as she reached the lake, part of her wondered if dying or killing in this "time" would have repercussions, heavy and misleading consequences, would she get away with murdering Bellatrix Black? Would that be justified? It was reasonable, but lately she felt like she had no reason to reason with herself. Ginny sat by the edge of the lake and curled down to touch the water with the tip of her fingers, purifying water, clean and filled with something called: new. She registered some steps in the distance but only when they got close she paid attention.