So it wasn't Ron: George knew that. Ron always kept grudges, and if he was mad at him, he was mad at him. But he wasn't angry at him, so it was somebody else.

The only logical answer was to talk to Ginny. She would know what had happened at her own party…right?

"Giiinny! Ginny, where are you? Ah…" George pressed his hand to his temple. "It might be a good idea not to yell," he thought.

"SHHHHH!" Ginny walked into the room.

"Oh, sorry, is Teddy asleep?" George whispered. He always forgot that Ginny and Harry adopted him after Teddy's parents, Lupin and Tonks, had died in the battle at Hogwarts.

"No, I'm just really hung over," Ginny said while clutching her head with her hand. Now that George really saw her, he noticed that she was a mess. Her hair was sticking out everywhere and she had huge bags under her eyes.

"You look terrible…" George remarked quietly.

"Oh thanks, that makes me feel so much better," Ginny said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, you just- never mind. So I'm guessing you don't remember anything from last night?" he said.

"Well, I didn't forget everything…I remember dancing with Harry….I'm remember eating dinner….I'm remember Harry and I-" Ginny blushed "talked, we talked. Um…I remember you were dancing with some girl, and then you…two kissed….um….you got hurt…somewhere….I'm guessing it's your eye by how badly it'd bruised." George rubbed his eye.

"Do you remember who hurt me? Or who I…kissed?" George looked down and blushed slightly.

"Well…no…." Ginny said. George sighed. He thought for sure Ginny would know something.

"But I do know that you were punched because someone was mad at you and…whoever punched you was either related to us or was a close friend… I know that sounds weird, but I'm not good with faces. I just remember thinking that that person might not come to our family dinners anymore if you were mad at them…" Ginny said thoughtfully.

George felt a surge of hope. Whoever had punched him was somebody he knew well, and someone he saw a lot. George hugged Ginny, sprinted away, yelled a quick goodbye, and disappeared inside her fireplace.

A/N: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS, JK ROWLING DOES.

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