𝔸 𝕊𝕡𝕪 𝕀𝕟 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕥 𝔻𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖

Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

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Ginny Weasley gripped onto Harry's arm with a squeal, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"Wasn't that romantic?" She gushed, as the two walked through the streets of Hogsmeade.

Her Fourth year at Hogwarts had been wonderful.

Immediately after the term had started, Harry had come up to her and asked her out.

And the rest was history.

They had been together ever since.

It had been the most wonderful two weeks of her life, and she had felt as if she were walking on air ever since.

She could practically hear the wedding bells in the air as they walked along the snowy Hogsmeade grounds.

The Christmas spirit was surrounding them both.

Lights were flickering, children were laughing.

It was the best night of her life.

But Harry seemed a little bit distracted.

He was gazing off into the distance, as if he was trying to remember something very important.

She gripped his arm.

"What's wrong?" She asked tenderly.

He looked at her.

His eyes looked somewhat vacant.

"Nothing's wrong." He said. "You're beautiful."

She blushed, and then smiled up at him.

She never seemed to get tired of him saying it.

She smiled to herself as she cast another look at their surroundings.

And let out a surprised cry as she came face to face with Hermione Granger.

"Good evening, Ginny." Hermione said brightly.

She was clinging on to her brother's arm.

Harry had been spending so much time with Ginny over the past two weeks that Ron and Hermione finally got over their issues and started dating.

"Hello, Harry."

"Oh." Harry said. "Hello."

Ginny cast them a dirty look.

"I don't need to be babysat by my brother."

"It's not you we're worried about." Ron said, his voice dark.

"And what exactly do you mean by that?" Hermione stepped forward and rapped Harry on the forehead with her finger.

He barely reacted.

He was staring vacantly at Ginny.

"Obsessive fixation on a single person." She said. "Vacant staring. Unable to focus. These are all symptoms of love potion, Ginny."

Ron nodded.

His expression was tight.

Ginny shook her head.

"Don't be ridiculous." She said. "Harry-"

"Isn't your property." Hermione said, her voice fierce. "You need to stop this. Now."

Ginny stared at her.

She gripped Harry's arm one last time, and then went for her wand.

It was a disaster.