Everyone paused by the house before entering to catch their breath not wanting to give away that they had run from the forest. Bill stopped just outside the door way. He stood there for a moment then pulled Ginevra out from between Fred and George to go in first. She glared at him but he shrugged it off.
"You're the innocent one. If she sees u first she might let us off for being late"
Ginevra agreed knowing it was true. Being the only daughter and the youngest her parents always thought the best of her and if she did do something bad they would 'sweep it under the carpet' or just blame one of her brothers.
Ginevra opened the squeaking door leading to the kitchen. She was hoping to get inside without being noticed but of course the door decides to be extra annoying and give an extra loud squeak. Ginevra peeked her head around the door expecting to get and very angry Molly glaring at her but this isn't what she got. Instead she got a very happy Molly chatting away to the very last person she wanted to see. Ginevra stepped into the kitchen a bit shocked.
"Hi darling, I was wondering when you lot would be getting back" Molly smiled as she got out plates and started serving up dinner.
Ginevra stared at the other person sitting at the kitchen table with their back facing her. He had his head bent over a mug and his foot was tapping the ground. It looked like he was getting very impatient. He finally sat up and turned around.
"Hi Ginny" He said with a forced smile. His tone was very flat and she could tell he wasn't happy to see her.
"Hi Harry" she replied in the same tone.
At hearing Harry's name Ron bounded from behind the door where everyone one else was waiting to see if they were going to be yelled at so they could run away.
Ron was obviously happy to see Harry. He hadn't seen him just about all summer. Ginevra had no idea where he had been he usually spend all summer at the burrow with Ron and very often Hermione joins them. Harry's smile changed from the forced smile he was giving Gin to a real one. Ron hadn't seemed to notice the fake one harry was giving her. At hearing Ron and Harry talking happily everyone else slowly started to creep inside and sat at the table where Molly was setting out plates. Draco was the last one to enter and as soon as Harry saw Draco his face dropped into a scowl and Ginevra could swear she heard him growling softly. Draco looked at him then turned back to his dinner. He had promised Ginevra that he would get along with the 'golden trio' even if they were still horrible to him.
During dinner Harry would scowl at Draco even chance he got. Between mouthfuls and when he wasn't being dragged into conversations. Draco and Ginevra talked to each other quietly the whole time and you could just about feel the heat of rage coming off of Harry.
After dinner everyone went into the sitting area. Draco and Ginevra sat together on the couch, Harry and Ron set up a game of wizard chess and everyone else got started on exploding snap. With all the noise from the exploding cards and the yells from everyone playing Draco thought it was safe enough to talk to Ginevra without being heard.
"Why does Potter keep giving me those looks? He never used to stare at me like that. What have I done to deserve them?" Draco whispered. It was obvious he has wanted to ask that question for a long time.
"You stole me from him" Ginevra answered quiet simply.
"WHAT?" Draco said a little too loudly.
Seven pairs of eyes turned at stared at him before going back to their game. It was sort of true though. Ginevra was going out with Harry before Draco. About a month before she started dating Draco Ginevra dumped Harry. He wasn't sure why he had been dumped but then decided to blame it all on Malfoy. Draco just laughed when Ginevra had finished explaining it. He could see Harry watching them closely out of the corner of his eye.
"Well then, this should make him furious" Draco whispered into her ear.
Before Ginevra had time to question him he had captured her lips again. A few groans went round the room but Draco ignored them. They stayed there until Bill came up to them, pulled them apart then sat right between them looking very pleased with himself. Draco smirked when he saw Harry's bright red face staring right at him, and somehow Draco knew then that Potter wasn't going down without a fight.
