Harry excused himself from Ginny's company, once again avoiding having to put his thoughts into words for others to understand. Glancing over his shoulders on his way around the house and to the front door, he saw that Ginny had no intention on following him, obviously and fairly having wrong tired of his moody temper.<br/>Once back inside, Harry suddenly appreciated the freshness of the air outside. The crowded house felt humid with breath and sweat, and for a moment it felt like Harry was actually going to be sick. Unable to prevent his eyes from moving towards the doorframe that connected to the kitchen, Harry once again caught a glimpse of the dancing guests, before heading off towards the kitchen in sought for more alcohol.