This is gorgeous 😍

“You’re welcome,” a voice said, a man’s voice she had only heard a few times. “Nice alliteration, I guess that means you don’t have lasting brain damage.”

“Dear,” her mother said softly and Ginny bit back an objection to anything her mother wished to say. “Your saviour is here to see you.”

Ginny moaned loudly. “Please don’t call him that. I don’t want to see the pathetic Potter prat.”

She examined the table without much interest, refusing to look anyone in the eye. In the same way she had refused to know the outcome of the match. She didn’t want to know how badly they had lost.