Who: Harry Potter, Samantha Capper, Ginny Weasley When: BACKDATED to Thursday, the 15th (I think. Dena Mod sucks when she's sick, ya'll.) Where: Room of Requirement. What: Harry finds out who Ginny's snogging these days. Rating: T.B.A. (Probably PG-13 for girl snoggage and language.) Open/Closed: Closed
It was Harry's night with the locket. He didn't have it any more often than either of the other two, but it felt like it was always his bloody night. He hated the feel of it. Hated the permanent headache settling behind his scar whenever he had it near him. He really hated that no matter what they tried, they couldn't figure out a way to get rid of it, and Harry knew that every day they had it was one more day Voldemort might figure out how to take it back.
He'd been in the common room, trying to do some pointless classwork when a second year had started going on and on about something, and Harry snapped at her enough that she started to cry. Which had what felt like half the bloody House glaring at him, so Harry had slipped out to escape. He knew he was being an unreasonable ass, but he couldn't help it. He thought everyone else might be almost as bad, since Thomas had looked like he wanted to take a swing at him, for a minute there.
He decided to just sod it and spend the night on his own until he had to go back to sleep. It was rainy out, so the grounds were right out. Everywhere else was likely to have people. Harry decided to head for the Room of Requirement. Maybe it would give him something for his head while it gave him a sofa or something to lie on.
When he got into the room though, he found it already set, and occupied. He caught sight of Ginny's red hair first and opened his mouth. "What are you do-" The question died off before making it out, as Harry realized just what she WAS doing, and he stared, flabbergasted for a minute.