Ginny wasn't aware of Harry's sudden arrival at Grimmauld Place, until she heard his bellows echoing throughout the entire house. Ron and Hermione were right; he was positively furious about being kept in the dark.
She prayed he would hush soon as she quickly hoisted up the extendable ear that she had been dangling over the staircase, towards the kitchen door. The last thing she needed was her mother coming to investigate Harry's outburst and being caught trying to eavesdrop on a top-secret Order meeting. So far, however, she hadn't heard anything except a slight buzzing.
She frowned down at the door.
Her mother had yet to appear and Harry had quietened slightly. Maybe she had more time?
Fumbling in her pockets, she dug out a dungbomb. Tonks had been most helpful yesterday when she had let slip that Mrs Weasley had been planning on charming the door, after catching Fred and George eavesdropping. The buzzing must mean an imperturbable charm had been cast.
"I remember imperturbable charms in our Auror training," Tonks had sighed, "Quite frustrating and difficult to recognise. I threw half the contents of my bag at it and watched it all sail away before I realised."
She had winked at Ginny at the end of her sentence and Ginny nodded in return, letting her know her message had been received, loud and clear.
Ginny tossed the dungbomb in her hand and caught it, pondering.
If it did hit the door and was discovered, she could always scarper and blame Fred and George; they wouldn't mind. Or even Crookshanks? Everyone knew how much he loved playing with them. If the dungbomb sailed away from the door, then at least they knew what they were dealing with. She took aim and launched, ducking immediately and watching through the railings as the dungbomb appeared to bounce off an invisible force and land softly, unexploded, on the ground. Rifling through the large pockets on her dungarees, she found three more bombs. She watched as each one sailed away from the door.
"Damn it!" She cursed, standing up and turning away, deciding she may as well go and greet the newest house guest.
She stood outside Ron's bedroom door for a second and took a deep breath.
'Relax,' she told herself, 'just be yourself!'
She saw the tell-tale sign of an extendable ear wriggling its way out from under the door. At least Fred and George were already down her; plenty of people!
She reached for the handle, determined to show the world she was well and truly over Harry Potter.
"Oh, hello Harry. I thought I heard your voice!"