Entry tags:

ginny weasley, harry potter

WHO: Harry and Ginny
WHEN: Sunday Night
WHERE: Ginny's Flat
WHAT: Finding someone that doesn't tick him off
RATING: We'll say PG ... might be some slight cursing.
STATUS: Closed / In progress

Harry was absolutely ticked. He'd gone out with Hermione for an hour or two and the whole bloody world comes crashing down. There had been a reason he had never wanted to get married. He'd simply forgotten what it was until now. It was a bloody pain in the arse, that's what. He still couldn't believe this. She goes and says that she's falling in love with him then invites her ex-boyfriend to live with them the following day and wonders why he's not impressed. As far as he was concerned it didn't take a bloody rocket scientist to figure it out.

To hell with it. Adrian can have the whole fucking lot. To sa that he was angry might have be an understatement, but he couldn't help it. In all honesty, he was jealous, but for Harry that was a big deal. He'd never had to deal with this sort of jealousy before. He didn't know what to do with the doubts and it was coming out in the only way it could.

After what seemed like ages, Harry finally arrived outside of Ginny's flat. He'd partially come here to make a point to Daphne and partially because he was comfortable around Ginny. He had always been and there was a trust there that he didn't exactly feel with Daphne at the moment. After climbing the steps and knocking on her door, he reeled in as much of his anger as possible. One could still tell as it was all but creating a bubble around him, but at least he was trying.