Ginny scooted back, standing. Confusion flashed over her face to be replaced by mistrust.
"Oh I'm okay. I just see a dozen people I know dying at once! I just see blood, sweat, pain," She flinched,"I see my parents graves, I see the years to come Pig. They arn't good! But don't worry about, I'm okay!" Ginny didn't know why she was behaving like this.