Harry waited for a tense few seconds, then George returned, waving a piece of parchment around.
"Now let's see…" George began, and whispered something to the map whilst holding his wand out. "Umm…here we are. Ronald Weasley, yes…" George lifted his head up. "The map says that Intestines is, infact, Harry Potter."
Ron looked shocked. "Give me that!" Ron snatched the Marauder's Map out of George's hand. "He…he's right…" Ron said, faltering.
Ginny smirked victoriously. Ron backed down, smirking sheepishly. "Sorry, mate."
Harry was amazed at how quickly things had changed. "It's fine Ron." Harry began to step towards Ginny, but Ron leapt up and blocked his path. "Why didn't you tell me that you fancy Ginny. I mean, she's my own sister!"
"One man's sister is another man's girlfriend, I always say." Charlie Weasley said as he emerged from the fireplace. "Actually, that's the first time I've said it, but never mind that… What's up Ron? Code-Sevening, eh? What happened to Ginny?"
"Harry kissed her."
Charlie roared with laughter. "Oh, nice one Ron!" Charlie yelled, guffawing. "Got us all good there. I mean, really…" Charlie choked out. "Harry kissing Ginny…Honestly, with all the girls around, he picks her…" Charlie saw Harry's less than impressed face and continued. "See, the very thought of such an action is twisting his gut."
"Intestines!" Fred and George shouted cheerily. Hermione swatted their heads. "Ouch, Merlin's beard, woman!"
Harry looked over at Ginny, while Charlie cackled away, with Ron trying to convince him of the seriousness of the sitution. Wordlessly, Harry and Ginny slipped out of the portrait hole. Ron just noticed their absence as the portrait swung shut. He rose out of his chair and pushed it open, his brothers and Hermione infront of the rest of Gryffindor house.
A long figure straightened his hornbeam glasses as he stumbled out of the fireplace behind them. "Well, if that's what you all think of me, why did you summon me in the first place?" Percy asked the backs of the students who were filing out the portrait hole.