ginny weasley is cuter than a guinea pig (born_a_lion) wrote in wished,
Ginny shrugged, resisting the urge to reach out and run her fingers through Harry's hair as he leaned past her to the door. She felt like a coiled spring around Harry, all wound up and ready to explode; she wanted to pounce him, to hold him and snog him, the urge was so strong it was almost a physical ache.
"I suppose," she said, after a moment, shrugging. "I mean, it works the other way. Pettigrew was a Gryff, after all." She shortened the name of the house like Sam did and smiled inwardly at the thought of her friend. "I guess it doesn't hurt," she paused and furrowed her brows, slightly. "Unless these are entrances as well as exits, then there'd be a way in right near the Slytherin common room."