时间：2020 01-22 作者：jyzhspq 浏览量：75768
Harry stared at her, utterly bewildered, as she seized a frilly napkin and dabbed at her shining face with it.
'Harry, you're worse than Ron . . . well, no, you're not,' she sighed, as Ron himself came stumping into the Hall splattered with mv.d and looking grumpy. 'Look - you upset Cho when you said you were going to meet me, so she tried to make you jealous. It was her way of trying to find out how much you liked her.'
'Er - ' said Harry.
'But I don't think you're ugly,' said Harry, bemused.
'You mean the Prophet won't print it because Fudge won't let them,' said Hermione irritably.
The above is in accordance with Educational Decree Number Twenty-seven.
'Nah, it was Puddlemere United; I saw him at the World Cup last year.'
'Well - I have talked about it,' Harry said in a whisper, 'to Ron and Hermione, but - '
'What is going on here?' said a falsely sweet, girlish voice.
Harry got into bed, thinking about the match. It had been immensely frustrating watching from the sidelines. He was quite impressed by Ginny's performance but he knew if he had been playing he could have caught the Snitch sooner . . . there had been a moment when it had been fluttering near Kirke's ankle; if Ginny hadn't hesitated, she might have been able to scrape a win for Gryffindor.
'Ron and Ginny not here?' asked Fred, looking around as he pulled up a chair, and when Harry shook his head, he said, 'Good. We were watching their practice. They're going to be slaughtered. They're complete rubbish without us.'