Ron shook his head to clear the confusion. "Why is she coming here?"
Hermione shrugged, then winced as pain seared through her torso. After regaining her breath, she said, "My parents told me that if I went and got myself grieviously injured again, they'd sick her on me. I thought they were joking. I guess not."
"How?" Ginny asked. "How can she still be alive?"
"There are some things polite conversation does not allow, and talking about her age is one of them," said Hermione, grimacing as she remembered a bygone lecture. "She prefers talk about past lovers, and swine."