"Don't – don't start with me, Ron." She tried to make the brittle edge to her voice into a joke, a play-scolding of Ron, much as Ginny had just done. But some of the raw bitterness – the jealous she felt welling up no matter how hard she tried to squash it – bled through it. "You really think Draco and I are going to get engaged? And married? Don't be ridiculous," she finished with a hard laugh, envy burning her up as she stared at the happy couple in front of her.