Leaving Snape’s office, Harry hesitated for a mont outside the crowded Great Hall, then ran up the marble staircase.
Whether Gryffindor had won or lost, the team usually celebrated or commiserated in their own common room.
“Quid agis?” he said tentatively to the Fat Lady, wondering what he would find inside.
Her expression was unreadable as she replied, “You’ll see.”
She swung forward, and Harry nervously awaited the result. …
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After the Quidditch match ended, the Gryffindor students threw the grandest party of the term in the common room.
Everyone was celebrating the House’s victory and the team’s reclaiming of the Quidditch Cup.
Though Harry wasn’t present, Ginny was undoubtedly the center of attention.
Thanks to her outstanding performance, the Gryffindor team was able to secure this rare victory.
Many people ca over to talk to her, and Weasley is Our King was the anthem of the night’s revelry.
When Hermione went over to congratulate, she took the opportunity to reconcile with Ginny. Victory had a way of resolving all unpleasantness.
Their previous disagreent was never a big deal anyway, so making up now felt perfectly natural.
At this ti, the portrait of the Fat Lady spun open, revealing Harry’s face.
Seeing him, everyone began to scream, and several hands pulled him into the room.
“What’s going on? We won the ga?” Harry seed still confused.
Ron shouted and rushed up, brandishing the silver Cup at Harry.
“We won!” He yelled, “Harry, we won! We won!”
Hermione gave Ginny an encouraging look, and perhaps due to the overwhelming excitent, Ginny didn’t hesitate for long; she ran straight toward Harry with open arms, with a hard, blazing look in her face.
From Evan’s angle, he could see Harry’s body suddenly go stiff.
Then, he lowered his head and kissed her!!!
Ron’s screams rang out in the room, but Harry and Ginny seed not to hear it.
They only had each other in their eyes, and everyone else disappeared at this mont.
Facing Harry’s sudden kiss, Ginny responded enthusiastically without dodging at all.
They held each other tightly, kissing each other wildly and completely lost in the mont.
“Oh my God!” Hermione covered her mouth with her hands, staring in disbelief at Harry and Ginny by the door.
Even Evan found it hard to believe. Kissing passionately in front of the entire house, Harry was really sothing.
He either did nothing at all or went all in!
The exclamations around them gradually subsided, but Harry and Ginny did not separate, and everyone was looking at them.
After a full two minutes, they reluctantly separated.
They were panting, and their faces were strangely flushed.
At this ti, the room had gone very quiet.
Then, several people wolf-whistled and there was an outbreak of nervous giggling.
Harry looked over the top of Ginny’s head to see Dean Thomas holding a shattered glass in his hand, Romilda Vane looking as though she might throw sothing, Evan and Hermione beaming, and Elaine’s cup in her right hand spilling the red liquid all over the table, without her even noticing. …
Everyone had different expressions, and Harry’s eyes were seeking for Ron, and he finally found him, still clutching the Cup and wearing an expression appropriate to having been clubbed over the head.
For a fraction of a second they looked at each other, then Ron gave a tiny jerk of the head that Harry understood to an, Well — if you must.
The creature in his chest roaring in triumph, Harry grinned down at Ginny and gestured wordlessly out of the portrait hole.
A long walk in the grounds seed indicated, during which — if they had ti — they might discuss the match.
And so, Harry and Ginny left together. The two stars of the evening’s celebration disappeared before everyone’s eyes.
Their departure did not cool the atmosphere, and the party did not end, but the focus of the topic quickly shifted from the Quidditch match to the sudden romance between Harry and Ginny. Everyone was talking about it, full of gossip and curiosity.
It was said that Harry and Ginny did not co back until very late that night. No one could tell exactly how late it was, because it was already very late when the party ended, but Harry and Ginny did not return to the common room at that ti.
No one could tell what they did that night, and all kinds of rumors were flying around.
The only thing that could be confird was that Harry and Ginny were together, and they officially announced their relationship to Evan and the others the next day.
Regarding this matter, Evan, Hermione, and Elaine naturally needed not say much, of course, they expressed their support.
Ron was a bit conflicted — it was hard to tell whether he was surprised or happy — but he wasn’t against it. After all, he had already given his blessing. He just kept saying that if Harry wanted to be with Ginny, he should’ve told him earlier.
He hadn’t realized that without him around, Harry probably would have asked Ginny out a long ti ago.
In addition to friends, the fact that Harry Potter was going out with Ginny Weasley seed to interest a great number of people, most of them girls. Harry was actually very popular among girls, especially at this ti, because of his status, many girls wanted to date him to boost their own visibility.
However, for once, Harry was impervious to gossip. He was in a great mood.
After all, it made a very nice change to be talked about because of sothing that was making him happier than he could rember being for a very long ti, rather than because he had been involved in horrific scenes of Dark Magic.
“You’d think people had better things to gossip about,” said Ginny, as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the newspaper. “Three Dentor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask if it’s true you’ve got a hippogriff tattooed across your chest.”
“What did you tell her?” Harry asked lovingly.
“I told her it’s a Hungarian Horntail,” said Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. “Much more macho.”
Well, that was the tone of their conversations these past few days — completely indifferent to the feelings of anyone around them.
Evan thought that if this kept up, he should consider staying away from Harry and Ginny for a while, at least until the honeymoon phase was over.
“Could you two maybe…” Ron began to protest.
“Romilda asked about you too!” Ginny said with a hint of scorn, lifting her chin slightly.
“Well, what did you tell her? What did you say Ron has tattooed on his chest?” Harry imdiately asked with interest.
“A Pygmy Puff, but I didn’t say where.”
Evan’s quill suddenly slipped out of control and dragged across the page.
This joke made Hermione and Elaine laugh so hard, and Ron scowled. …
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