Gritting her teeth, Ginny crossed her arms over her chest, hugging herself tightly. "You should go." She ground out, feeling the stinging at the bridge of her nose that signalled tears and desperately not wanting Harry to see her cry.
He was talking, babbling and all Ginny heard was nice. It was nice, she was nice. Bloody NICE. Had Cho been nice? Had he gone back to Ron and Hermione after snogging Cho and said that it was nice?! Ginny bloody well thought not.
Ginny reached out and gripped the edge of the door, biting the inside her cheek to keep from shouting at him, her mouth a thin line. Nice. Well, that settled it. Clearly, Harry wanted nothing to do with her and was just trying to let her down as best he could. The prat.
"Go." She repeated, holding onto the door to keep from slamming it on him.