"No, the breakup with Harry came after that," Dinah said.
She wasn't exactly thrilled about shouting the fact that she'd gotten her ass kicked from the rooftops, but she supposed Fred deserved an explanation. Fred was a good friend after all.
"I was attacked by a vampire who forced me to drink his blood. It had some... unusual side effects," she said. "I guess that whole attack just brought the point home that I hadn't seen or heard from Harry for almost two months. And having him not be available when I needed him..."
She shrugged, still not really wanting to talk about it.
"But that's enough of that. What's keeping you so busy that you didn't notice that the streets aren't moving anymore?"
Not the smoothest redirection, but it was the best she could come up with at this point.