Harry sat down on his bed after sending the message. There was one last thing to do. He picked up Sirius' mirror and cleaned it absent-mindedly with his sleeve. Then he took a deep breath and called through it. "Ginny?"
Ginny had been sitting on her bed, reading through one of Ron's old NEWT books for lack of other things to do. The mirror had a place on her nightstand, the same place it had been in since Harry had given it to her. When she heard his voice from it, however, she looked up in suprise. She reached over and picked it up. "Harry?" she asked, holding it in front of her face and looking through at his. "Is everything alright?"
"Well, then at least that means I'm doing something useful," she said, a soft, though not full, smile on her face. It would be obvious to anyone who knew her that the smile didn't quite reach her eyes.