Disclaimer: Tis J.K. Rowling's, duh. Otherwise, you would all be worshipping me, and I don't see that happening.

A/N: Okay, don't have a beta, so if it seems bad, sorry. Questions, comments, and verbal abuse welcome!!!

"Ron. Ron! Wake up!" Ginny whispered urgently, shaking her brother none-too- gently.

"Hmmm, wha? Ginny? Wha's wrong?" Ron mumbled, sitting up and blinking sleepily.

"I-oh, nevermind. Go back to sleep." She said, still sitting on the edge of his bed.

"You wake me up in the middle of the night to say nevermind? I don't think so. What is it?" Ron said, fully awake now, and remembering his second year painfully. "What's wrong?" he repeated, becoming concerned and taking his sister's cold hand in his warm one, and looking down at his sister's shaking form.

"It's nothing. I just- I thought I heard something, but it's nothing. Don't worry about it." She said, pulling her hand away and standing up. "Sorry I woke you."

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, trying to meet her eyes.

"I'm fine. See you in the morning." She said, staring at a spot on the floor.

"Okay... get some rest, we've got the train to catch in the morning. Good night." He replied, watching her walk to the door and stiffen when he mentioned the train. "What is it?" he asked, seeing her discomfort.

"Nothing." She lied, plastering a smile to her pale face. "I totally forgot about school! Imagine that, G'night." She forced out, nearly running to her room.

"Night." Ron said, staring at the open door.

A/N: So?????