[She doesn't waver under his gaze, simply lifts her chin a fraction more and lets him look, because she said she doesn't run and that means now, too. She knows the importance of understanding when to stand and fight and when to retreat and live to fight another day; she understands tactics and strategy because she plays Quidditch and she helped lead the DA and her impulsiveness was curbed by absolute need to keep people safe.

But when the final battle came, Ginny fought until it was over. Giving up was never an option, even when they all thought Harry was dead and hope was almost lost.]

I'm stubborn. It comes with the hair, I reckon.

[She smiles.]

And I think you're more in touch with your animal guide than I am with my Patronus if you could tell all that in a few weeks.