A part of her had already know it, or at least suspected that the part about them lying was true, but something about hearing it from Harry only cemented it in her mind. Was it weird that she thought she would believe almost anything he told her? Or try to now, at least. "I did used to think they were telling the truth except now... I'm not so sure. Because of you." She shrugged slightly at that, focusing on everything else he was saying. "I'll try. I've already tried saying things to people, but they just... they believe it, and it's crazy. Except..." She paused for a moment and then added, "Well, Bill? When I went over there, I talked to him about it a bit and he said he didn't think you were a terrorist either." She wasn't sure if that helped anything, but he'd said to let him know. "And I will. I mean, if anything happens, I'll contact you Harry, I promise."
She wasn't sure why, but all of this talk was making her think about things she probably should think about. Like how amazing her was. And how she kind of wanted to just lean in and- No. Very very hesitantly instead, Ginny reached out, her hand resting on his knee and squeezing it gently. "I'll be alright, Harry. I still perform the best Bat Bogey Hex known to wizard-kind." She offered him a tentative small smile. "And yes, I remember everything you taught me. And if things ever get really bad, for whatever reason-" She was still kind of fuzzy on all that, different view points warring in her mind. "-I'll come here. Right?"