"Did you ever stop to think," Ginny said, her voice getting cold, "That I was too busy falling for you to even think about Harry? That maybe, seeing him kiss my brother, real or not, broke any fucking feelings I had for him?"
She looked up, and took a deep breath, letting it out like an air from a balloon. She finally collapsed back onto the sofa. "Why... why can't you... " The anger was gone, and the tears came, washing over her, completely drowning out anything she could say.