Then another voice said, “Harry, come on.”
A much smaller and warmer hand had enclosed his and was pulling him upward. He obeyed its pressure without really thinking about it. Only as he walked blindly back through the crowd did he realize, from a trace of flowery scent on the air, that it was Ginny who was leading him back into the castle.
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“This hole in my heart is in the shape of you. No one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?”
Happy Hearts Day everyone :)
So you think Dean’s dating my sister because of her skin?
Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his-