Only in Dreams

"Draco and Ginny sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G..."

"Stop singing that stupid song Goyle!" Draco said loudly while turning over in his bed.

"Wh…what? Huh?" Goyle responded groggily.

Draco sat up and looked at Goyle who hadn't been singing but apparently sleeping.  Had it just been a dream? It sounded pretty real. "Were you dreaming about me Goyle? Answer me!"

Goyle was now completely awake. "Are you crazy, Draco?!!"

Draco cast a warning look at Goyle, "Hmm….I hope so, for your sake!"  

Goyle mumbled sleepily "It's too early to fight mate," before turning around and drifting back to sleep.

It wasn't that easy for Draco. He had recognized that particular voice.  It was definitely not Goyle. How utterly odd!  Draco had never dreamt anything so strange. Then the realization hit him. The voice of the person singing had belonged to none other than Ginny Weasley. Suddenly he remembered the reasoning why.  

The Gryffindor and Slytherin had been walking along the Hogwarts grounds as if they were friends.  Suddenly Draco  stopped, turning to face Ginny Weasley and placed a soft kiss on her lips. At first she seemed surprised but when they broke apart she smiled and said in a sweet voice: "You're crazy Draco... This will never work out and you know it. I can see everyone in Slytherin singing "Draco and Ginny..."

He hated to admit it but her comment had hurt him in some way. It all seemed so real, like those dreams that stay with you for a couple of days and you can't forget the wonderful feeling you got from it... Why Ginny? Maybe it was a projection of the woman of his dreams as Ginny, there was no other possible explanation. It could've been a girl from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or even better: Slytherin! Why on earth did it have to be the sister of his enemy, the complete opposite of what Draco was... A Weasley, a mudblood lover AND a muggle lover. "Ew..." Thought Draco. But it hadn't felt like ew, not by a long shot. "Well" he thought "It'll pass... Hopefully". He saw it was still early but decided not to think about his dream and take a shower. Afterwards he would eat and get back to his life and everything would go back into place... And who knows, maybe if he saw her he would realise she wasn't as beautiful as it had seemed. Trying to get out of bed he felt his feet were still tangled with his sheets and inevitably fell down.

- Draco! There are people trying to sleep! - said Goyle - What is wrong with you today? - Oh shut up Goyle! - Draco said trying to get up. His knees hurt a little but he felt the only thing he'd lost was a little bit of his pride.. "What WAS wrong with him today?"

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At breakfast things seemed to be going better. He just hoped Goyle would forget the whole morning incident before anyone thought he had lost it. He was just about to make a joke about Crabbe who had knocked over his juice on his eggs and bacon when the object of his frustration walked into the great hall. Ginny and Hermione went to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Harry and Ron. "As if nothing had happened, damn you" Though Draco. But seeing her made his insides do a little jump and he felt like smiling remembering the feeling he had in his dream. He suddenly realised he was glaring at her and looked around to see is anyone had noticed. "She is as pretty as you had thought." said a little voice in the back of his head. This was making him very angry, if his father would see him now he would be deeply disappointed, not to mention he would probably try to hit Draco for having such thoughts.

- "Is there something wrong, Draco?" - asked Pansy, looking worried.

- "It's none of your bussiness!"

- "Whatever" - And she went back to her discussion about the newest inter- house relationship.


Draco looked at Ginny, how could someone like that make him so angry? Then he noticed Ginny was staring back and all of the sudden she smiled at him. Draco was so surprised he even looked behind him to see if there was someone making funny faces behind him. When he stared back at Ginny she was talking to some girl next to her. Had Ginny just smiled at him?! Now he was definitely confused. Wasn't she supposed to hate him? After what his father had made her go through last year and all the stuff he had said about her family. This was getting way too weird, so he took another bite from his toast and left.

Later that day he saw her again and tried so hard to hear if she was making fun of him in any way that he tripped over Goyle. Crabbe grabbed him just in time. Otherwise he would have fell down the stairs. That girl would end up killing him... Was this some kind of evil plan she had?

- "What were you trying to do?" - said Crabbe looking strangely at him.

- "What do you think I was doing?! Dancing? I tripped you idiot!" - after a while he said though – "Thanks for catching me... Don't expect an award or something."

 Crabbe nodded and kept walking towards the dungeons. Draco followed slowly, hoping this day would soon be over and he could dream of another thing; like Slytherin winning the house cup and see Potter crying because he hadn't catched the snitch in time. He must've looked very strange with that smirk on his face because he heard some say:

- "Daydreaming I see..." - he immediately recognised the voice that had sung in his dream.

- "Is that a problem Gin-Weasly?" - He said harshly, trying to hide the fact he had almost called her Ginny. She looked surprised.

- "Were you going to call me Ginny?" - Damn! He thought. Luckily there was no one near enough to hear her comment.

- "Are you feeling ok, Malfoy?"

- "Would that be so bad? You like being called Weasel?" - He wanted to know why it had sounded so strange. What was he thinking?! Of course it sounded strange! How would he get out of this?

- "No, it's nice, but you're not nice to me, usually. And you hate my brother." - She was still glaring at him as if he had something stuck on his forehead.

- "You're not your brother." - Draco said and walked away, looking pleased, but feeling confused about the civilised conversation he had just had with a Weasley.



Ginny watched him walk away and thought for a second "Maybe something hit him and he became nice.." This seemed so funny she laughed while trying to keep up with her friends. Malfoy certainly seemed different. Had he seen her smiling at him? She didn't know. If he only realised she didn't hate him, at all. Funny though, just because he had once helped a 1st year stand up, her feelings towards him had changed thinking he wasn't all evil. She knew he couldn't agree with everything his father said, certainly after all the things that had happened last year, but she had no proof and until then she knew she had to be careful around him.