The flicker of Ginny's eyes followed by a polite smile told Harry that they had looked this way, and Harry continued to do his best to suppress the instinct to look over his shoulder. He was determined not to acknowledge their presence, even thought he couldn't stop thinking about Chad's arm around Draco's waist.<br/>"So?" Ginny finally asked, once again eyeing her ex. "What harm is it to you?"<br/>That wasn't the answer Harry had hoped for, but possibly the one he should have expected. "What do you mean '<span style="font-style: italic">so</span>'? I don't want to risk seeing Chad's cock before breakfast-"<br/>"Oh, so you've suddenly become Mr. Bashful?" Ginny challenged with a tone that caught Harry off guard, managing to shut him up mid sentence. Following her words, she questioning raised her eyebrows, demanding an answer she already knew.<br/>"I'm getting a drink," Harry exhaled exhausted. He hadn't planned on drinking tonight, but the night sure had taken a twist.