Ginny sighed. She couldn't do this anymore. Everyone kept telling her what happened and no one was right. "Come on." She said, pulling Dean by the hand with her to the carriage that Harry, Ron, Luna, and Neville now occupied. It looked like the little traitor was asking if she could ride with them. Even though it hurt, Ginny ran to the carriage so she wouldn't miss it, Dean in tow.
"Hey guys." She said. Jeez. What could have happened to create this kind of soreness? She thought to herself.