Tris wanted to take another route and run, but Ginny spotted him.
"Tris, if you dare run away, I'll cry right here. If anyone asks, I'll tell them you bullied me," Ginny declared, her hands on her hips.
Harry liked gentle girls, and clever Ginny had figured that out, so she was always sweet and gentle around him. In front of everyone else, though... ha.
Just look at what her brothers were like-including Tris. Could she possibly have a gentle bone in her body?
"Don't, don't, don't." Tris hurriedly raised his hands in surrender and obediently walked over.
Ginny promptly kicked him right in the shin.
"Ow!" Tris clutched his shin and hopped on the spot, staring at her. "What was that for? Why are you throwing hands the moment you see me?"
"Did I throw hands? I didn't throw hands. I used my foot!" As she spoke, Ginny raised her leg for another kick.
Tris had let the first kick land so his little sister could vent, not because he couldn't dodge it. Naturally, he wasn't about to stand there and take a second one. He quickly hopped sideways. "Let's talk this out. Let's talk this out."
"Hmph!" Knowing how fast her brother could run, and that she would never catch him if he really took off, Ginny planted her hands on her hips and glared. "Harry's dating that older Ravenclaw girl. I heard you taught him how."
"Rumors! Slander! Lies!" There was no way Tris would admit to that.
Even if he would be exposed immediately afterward, he absolutely couldn't admit it now. "I don't even have a girlfriend myself. How could I teach Harry how to date?"
"Like hell I'd believe you. Harry said it himself in the Common Room yesterday. It was you," Ginny said through