Pulling her coat a little closer at the cold air, Ginny's eyes darted over at the first sign of movement, and she smiled the moment she realized it was Harry. "Hey," she said softly, attempting a small smile as well. "I'm..." She thought about making some kind of joke about how she was brilliant, but it was obvious just from one look at him that he was stressed. "It's complicated, honestly. I guess I'm alright." She bit her lip slightly and then offered, "I wanted to be sure no one followed me, so I apparated to a bunch of places before I came here, just in case... you know, to throw off the trail?" She cleared her throat and then asked, "How are you, Harry? You look... well, not so good..."