To say Hermione was taken off guard might be an understatement. She blinked as she found herself practically bowled over by the red head, but she was holding on just as fiercely and with as much desperation as having been through what the pair of them had could foster. She didn't even realize she was crying too. Her eyes blinking and not minding that she could barely breath.
"Ginny, when you didn't answer in your journal...I'm so glad to see you!" She stepped back enough to wipe at her nose and blinked at the suspicion leveled at her. But strangely, she wasn't upset or even bothered. She laughed at her friend and nodded. "I hope so. Otherwise it was someone else all this time who's been curled up in Azkaban and wishing this was all some bad dream."