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"We won!" yelled Ron, bounding into sight and brandishing the silver Cup at Harry.
"We won! Four hundred and fifty to a hundred and forty! We won!"
Harry looked around; there was Ginny running toward him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him,
And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.