Salvador Dali The Rose painting

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So was I. You know why I stopped it, and it wasn't because I wanted to."

　　　"Yeah, but you go snogging her now and she's just going to get her hopes up again--"

　　　"She's not an idiot, she knows it can't happen, she's not expecting us to--to end up married, or--"

　　　As he said it, a vivid picture formed in Harry's mind of Ginny in a white dress, marrying a tall, faceless, and unpleasant stranger.

　　　In one spiraling moment it seemed to hit him: Her future was free and unencumbered, whereas his...he could see nothing but Voldemort ahead.

"If you keep groping her every chance you get--"

　　　"It won't happen again," said Harry harshly. The day was cloudless, but he felt as though the sun had gone in. "Okay?"

　　　Ron looked half resentful, half sheepish; he rocked backward and forward on his feet for a moment, then said, "Right then, well, that's...yeah."