It All Began With A Snitch

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Chapter 7

Harry along with Viktor and his friends then made his way towards the Gryffindor Common room, the others Gryffindor following suit. They then sat over the sofas that was near the fire, Harry beside Viktor by the loveseat and Hermione and Ron by the sofa. Ginny made her way towards them, her hands by her hips as she openly glared at Viktor, looking like Mrs.Weasley. "Harry." She hissed.

 

"Hmm?" Harry was leaning his body weight towards Viktor who had his arm draped on Harry's back, unconsciously rubbing his shoulder. "Seriously- stop it!" Harry, now fully facing the girl then raised a questioningly brow at her. "Stop what?" Ginny huffed. "Seriously woman, what's your problem?" Ron huffed. "What's my problem- everyone has practically turning blind! Look at Harry-" Ron and Hermione then looked at Harry as Viktor stared at Ginny, in disdain. "Is there something on my face?" Harry asked Hermione.

 

Hermione shook her head no and turned at Ginny in confusion. "Harry seems alright Gin, is there something wrong?" Ginny, now was red in the face, but seems to be without care of the audience she had gained. The others were now openly staring at them. "Look at him and- and whatever his name is-" 

 

"Shean"

 

"Whatever!" Ginny half yelled, half hissed as she glared at Viktor. Harry crowed at his her behaviour. "Ginny, do you have a problem with V- Shean?" Harry caught himself just in time, thankfully. "Yes I do have a problem with him! His stealing you!" Harry gaped at her, and snorted. "What do you mean stealing? I'm not a possession gin. Seriously what's up?" Ginny then stumped her foot down, looking very much like a child throwing a tantrum. "Harry, seriously, I'm your girlfriend, you should be hanging out with me! Are you dense?!" Viktor, clearly not liking the way the girl was calling Harry names then decided to intervene.

 

"Please, Do not call Harry dense. And as far as I know, Harree, does not have any significant other." Ginny, balled her first as if she might lounged at Viktor. Ron then stood, standing beside his sister, holding her arm, incase that happened which, definitely will. "Gin. Stop it, your causing a scene." Ron hissed on her ear. "Me?! Harry should be with me! Not with some- some random bloke!" Harry then stood, Viktor following. "Ginny, what are you talking about? We're not dating."

 

"Yet! Harry, how can we date when he is with you!" Harry shook his head, his frown deepened. "Ginny, you must stop this behaviour at once. I am not ,in any way interested in being with you, please. Leave us alone." Ginny then yanked her arm off of her brother and ran towards Harry, fisting his shirt and openly sobbed. "No! Y- your supposed to be with me!" Harry then grabbed her by her elbow, forcing her to let go but to no avail. He then turned to Ron. " Ginny, let. Go!" Ron said as she grabbed her by the waist. "NO!" 

 

One of the seventh years then stood. "What seems to be the problem?" Viktor then yanked Ginny away from his Harry but she was now clinging to him. How frustrating Viktor thought. "Ginny- she- she won't let Harry go." Hermione said. "Ginny, let him go!" Hermione pleaded. Viktor then slid his wand to his open palm and pointed it over at Ginny. "Woah woah! Mate, I know she seems crazy- well, am crazy but she's still my sister. No hexing, just- just put that away!" Ron said, standing Infront of Viktors view. "Fine." Viktor grumbled, pointing his wand away but still holding it.

 

The seventh years then sighed. "Mrs.Weasley, please step up away from Mr.Potter." ginny shook her head. "If that's how you want it then. Sorry Ron." The seventh year said as he pointed his wand at Ginny, making her float, causing her to let go of Harry finally, Viktor then pulled Harry to his chest as he eyed Ginny who was now trying to get free of the Seventh years spell. "We're headed to Professor Mc.Gonagall." Ron then sighed. "Sorry about her." He said apologetically towards Harry who was growing over where Ginny and the seventh year boy just went out. "S'fine Ron, not your fault." 

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