I forgot to mention that everyone seventh year new and old that had been sorted was excused from class that day. 

Ginny's Point Of View

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     "Harry Potter." I heard the Sorting Hat, call out his name to the entire room. I heard everyone let out a sigh of release, knowing how feisty I can be when I don't get what I want. I almost blushed, almost, it was sad that everyone could tell I wanted to be with Harry, although, I thought to myself, Blaise Zabini might not have been too bad. Stop, Ginny, you can't think like that, you have a boyfriend. I got up and walked to Harry, giving him a peck on the lips as I went. He wrapped his arms around my slender waist, telling me that he would have fought anyone and everyone to be with me, unless I told him to stop and that it was fine, because he knew I would do the same for him. I started feeling guilty, would I have, or would I have been fine with whoever he got and with whoever I got? No, I love Harry and only Harry, I'll have to tell him sometime, I thought, feeling even guiltier that I had never told Harry I loved him.

      The sorting was over and everyone was happy, ok with it, or angry. I walked out of the hall with my head held high, noticing that Hermione looked mad, but also like she was going to cry. I was walking to the dormitory and realized that those of us in the same common room together were going in the same direction, I looked around realizing that I was with, Hermione and Draco, Pansy and Ron, Hannah and Ernie, Luna and Neville, and of course myself and Harry.  I told Harry that I was going to go and talk to Hermione, and he nodded after seeing her face. I walked to her and saw Malfoy looking at her, probably trying to look at her chest, I thought, disgusted by him.

     "Hey, 'Mione." I said lightly, letting her know I was there without startling her too much and giving her the choice to pretend she didn't hear me if she wanted to. Of course she just kept walking and Malfoy turned to me and said "Leave her alone, let her cope and if she wants to talk later she can." I turned on my heel and walked back over to Harry.  We were at the common room now and the password was "unity" of course because there is someone from every house in the common room. We all walked into the common room and everyone went to the room they would now be sharing with their partners. Harry and I walked to the one labeled... POTTER'S. I shrieked with delight. Then, we heard,  Hermione scream, "What?" Then, "Well, Granger, when people get married the woman's surname changes to the men's." Malfoy said sarcastically. After that, "This is no time to be sardonic." Hermione snarled, "you know what I meant. It wasn't an expression of confusion or question but rather a cry of outrage. How thick do you get, Malfoy?" Then, "Well, Granger." Malfoy began but she cut him off, saying, "Shut it, Malfoy, I'm not stupid." Then, Malfoy mocking her, "Shut it, Malfoy, I'm not stupid." And her slamming the door in his face and locking it using a spell that "Alohomora." would not open it. I sniggered and Harry said, "It's not funny," but only half-heartedly. He opened the door and let me in then stepped in himself.