Harry's eyes pinched shut. He felt Ginny's lips part. Having had an older girlfriend, Harry knew what that meant. Ginny wanted to deepen the kiss. He really wanted to. He leaned into her hand cupping his cheek.
Should he really be doing this?
Suddenly, he pulled away. "Sorry, sorry," he stammered. Harry felt terribly guilty. "I shouldn't haveā¦" Harry took all the blame. He couldn't help it; there was no way that he could ever blame Ginny.