Harry was on his way over just now. He had been wandering around the snack table eating crisps and drinking a butterbeer. Then he had unwrapped a Cauldron Cake, consumed it, and suddenly he was stuck staring at Ginny from across the room. Ginny the referee. Ginny in a tight striped top and tiny skirt. Ginny in knee high socks.
He set his butterbeer down and approached, heart racing, eyes wandering over his body as he stood before her. He didn't even notice that Penny was parting.