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He
took
the
blow
stoically
enough
when
Harry
told
him
,
merely
grunting
and
shrugging
,
but
Harry
had
the
distinct
feeling
as
he
walked
away
that
Dean
and
Seamus
were
muttering
mutinously
behind
his
back
.
The
following
fortnight
saw
the
best
Quidditch
practices
Harry
had
known
as
Captain
.
His
team
was
so
pleased
to
be
rid
of
McLaggen
,
so
glad
to
have
Katie
back
at
last
,
that
they
were
flying
extremely
well
.
Ginny
did
not
seem
at
all
upset
about
the
breakup
with
Dean
;
on
the
contrary
,
she
was
the
life
and
soul
of
the
team
.
Her
imitations
of
Ron
anxiously
bobbing
up
and
down
in
front
of
the
goal
posts
as
the
Quaffle
sped
toward
him
,
or
of
Harry
bellowing
orders
at
McLaggen
before
being
knocked
out
cold
,
kept
them
all
highly
amused
.
Harry
,
laughing
with
the
others
,
was
glad
to
have
an
innocent
reason
to
look
at
Ginny
;
he
had
received
several
more
Bludger
injuries
during
practice
because
he
had
not
been
keeping
his
eyes
on
the
Snitch
.
The
battle
still
raged
inside
his
head
:
Ginny
or
Ron
?
Sometimes
he
thought
that
the
post-Lavender
Ron
might
not
mind
too
much
if
he
asked
Ginny
out
,
but
then
he
remembered
Ron
's
expression
when
he
had
seen
her
kissing
Dean
,
and
was
sure
that
Ron
would
consider
it
base
treachery
if
Harry
so
much
as
held
her
hand
...
Yet
Harry
could
not
help
himself
talking
to
Ginny
,
laughing
with
her
,
walking
back
from
practice
with
her
;
however
much
his
conscience
ached
,
he
found
himself
wondering
how
best
to
get
her
on
her
own
.
It
would
have
been
ideal
if
Slughorn
had
given
another
of
his
little
parties
,
for
Ron
would
not
be
around
--
but
unfortunately
,
Slughorn
seemed
to
have
given
them
up
.
Once
or
twice
Harry
considered
asking
for
Hermione
's
help
,
but
he
did
not
think
he
could
stand
seeing
the
smug
look
on
her
face
;
he
thought
he
caught
it
sometimes
when
Hermione
spotted
him
staring
at
Ginny
or
laughing
at
her
jokes
.
And
to
complicate
matters
,
he
had
the
nagging
worry
that
if
he
did
n't
do
it
,
somebody
else
was
sure
to
ask
Ginny
out
soon
:
he
and
Ron
were
at
least
agreed
on
the
fact
that
she
was
too
popular
for
her
own
good
.
All
in
all
,
the
temptation
to
take
another
gulp
of
Felix
Felicis
was
becoming
stronger
by
the
day
,
for
surely
this
was
a
case
for
,
as
Hermione
put
it
,
"
tweaking
the
circumstances
"
?
The
balmy
days
slid
gently
through
May
,
and
Ron
seemed
to
be
there
at
Harry
's
shoulder
every
time
he
saw
Ginny
.
Harry
found
himself
longing
for
a
stroke
of
luck
that
would
somehow
cause
Ron
to
realize
that
nothing
would
make
him
happier
than
his
best
friend
and
his
sister
falling
for
each
other
and
to
leave
them
alone
together
for
longer
than
a
few
seconds
.
There
seemed
no
chance
of
either
while
the
final
Quidditch
game
of
the
season
was
looming
;
Ron
wanted
to
talk
tactics
with
Harry
all
the
time
and
had
little
thought
for
anything
else
.
Ron
was
not
unique
in
this
respect
;
interest
in
the
Gryffindor-Ravenclaw
game
was
running
extremely
high
throughout
the
school
,
for
the
match
would
decide
the
Championship
,
which
was
still
wide
open
.
If
Gryffindor
beat
Ravenclaw
by
a
margin
of
three
hundred
points
(
a
tall
order
,
and
yet
Harry
had
never
known
his
team
to
fly
better
)
then
they
would
win
the
Championship
.
If
they
won
by
less
than
three
hundred
points
,
they
would
come
second
to
Ravenclaw
;
if
they
lost
by
a
hundred
points
they
would
be
third
behind
Hufflepuff
and
if
they
lost
by
more
than
a
hundred
,
they
would
be
in
fourth
place
and
nobody
,
Harry
thought
,
would
ever
,
ever
let
him
forget
that
it
had
been
he
who
had
captained
Gryffindor
to
their
first
bottom-of-the-table
defeat
in
two
centuries
.
The
run-up
to
this
crucial
match
had
all
the
usual
features
:
members
of
rival
Houses
attempting
to
intimidate
opposing
teams
in
the
corridors
;
unpleasant
chants
about
individual
players
being
rehearsed
loudly
as
they
passed
;
the
team
members
themselves
either
swaggering
around
enjoying
all
the
attention
or
else
dashing
into
bathrooms
between
classes
to
throw
up
.
Somehow
,
the
game
had
become
inextricably
linked
in
Harry
's
mind
with
success
or
failure
in
his
plans
for
Ginny
.
He
could
not
help
feeling
that
if
they
won
by
more
than
three
hundred
points
,
the
scenes
of
euphoria
and
a
nice
loud
after-match
party
might
be
just
as
good
as
a
hearty
swig
of
Felix
Felicis
.
