She didn't like using her advantage; she liked to give people the benefit of the doubt. She was the 7th Weasley girl born into the blood line, seven centuries passed and each centuries was given only one Weasley girl.

Each Weasley pureblood had her own gift; the seventh child's gift was the ability to see into someone's soul. She could see the colour of truth, pain, hurt, envy, she saw it all, and nothing could escape her.

Sometimes it got to be too much for her, sometimes the colours would scream out at her.

"So what colour am I?" Luna asked from next to her.

"Luna I told you, you found out by accident don't go spreading it around." Ginny said in a low voice.

Luna laughed her melodic laugh at Ginny, "Who could I tell? Even if I said something people would think me mad. So Ginny darling, you have nothing to worry about."

Ginny gave Luna a small smile, she didn't even have to look at Luna to see the colour of truth being told, she knew it very well that she was Luna's only friend.

"So, back to business, what colour am I?" Luna questioned her again.

"You are blue most of the time, sometimes I see different colours, but mostly blue or orange, though I have noticed you changing often to violet." Ginny commented as she looked up at her friend ignoring her book for the moment.

"Interesting, and what do those colours mean?" Luna questioned as she disregarded her own quill to listen to Ginny closely.

"Well blue is for truth, orange is of happiness, the bright the orange the happier you are." Ginny answered and turned back to her book and flipped the page, but Luna wasn't finished with her.

"Well what about violet?" Luna questioned her, "Does it mean I am angry, because I hardly feel anger."

"No Luna, anger is blue with red sparks, if the truth is being told, if it isn't its black with red sparks." Ginny answered her friend once more ignoring her book. "Violet on the other hand means love."

"Love…pfft. As if, me, are you sure you have the right colour?" Luna questioned her as her beautiful pale face scrunched up in disbelief.

"Well at the stage your violet is at, you haven't realized it yet, but it's growing stronger right as I am telling you this." Ginny smirked at her friends flushed face.

"That is one Slytherin worthy smirk Weasley, you sure you're in the right house?" Zabini questioned her as he stood on the other side of the table.

"Positive Zabini" Ginny answered as she looked up at the dark haired Slytherin. She meant to keep that same smirk when she looked over at him, but as she looked up at him she still was aware of peoples soul colours, her black eyes started up at him, "Wow!" she breathed.

"I know, I am pretty breathing taking," he said and winked, "right Lovegood." He smirked.

Ginny's head snapped to look at Luna who sat next to her with a deep rose blush on her cheeks, and her violet glowing brighter.

"I—uhh…have to go" and just like that her friend grabbed her books and stormed out of the library.

Ginny focused her eyes back on to Zabini. "No you didn't intimidate her." Ginny answered Zabini's question he never asked. Ginny followed suite and grabbed up her stuff and left the Library after her friend.

"Weasley, how—"

"I didn't, it was a lucky guess," she said as she kept walking away.

"Look at me," he said as he caught up to her.

"Why?" she asked puzzled as she stopped and started at him.

"Your eyes, they are golden brown, they weren't in there." He stated.

"Different lighting changes my eye colour," she said quickly.

"It's brighter lit in there then out here," he shot her answer down.

"Well then you might be colour blind," Ginny said and turned around and started to walk away.

"Oh I see colours well, but probably not as well as you do." He called after. Ginny had to keep repeating in her head not to turn around to let him see her shocked face.

"This can't be happening." She whispered to herself, "it just can't!"

Ginny didn't see Luna again until Dinnertime, and when she approached her friend, she could see the yellow colour glowing off of her. "What are you so freaked out about?" Ginny questioned her as she sat down next to her at the Ravenclaw table.

"Oh…just finding my shoes." Luna answered and cringed right after she said it.

Ginny just raised an eyebrow at her.

"Can I explain later?" she questioned her friend.

"Of course, so where did you disappear off to after the library?" Ginny questioned her.

"I had to finish some---oh there is no point in trying to make an excuse with you, I hate you sometimes you know!" Luna said as she stabbed her fork into her potato.

"Well I love you too Luna!" Ginny said and giggled at her friends' frustration, "White."

"What?"

"Right now you are white." Ginny answered and turned to her own plate.

"Which is?" Luna questioned.

"Realization." Ginny answered with a simple word.

"Uhh…"

"White and Violet,"

"I don't want too!"

"You can't calculate a feeling Luna, things work in their own weird way, so what you have a crush on a Slytherin." Ginny whispered to her friend.

"He's nothing but rude to me." Luna answered her.

"If you looked closer you'd see what he's doing." Ginny answered her.

Luna looked down at her plate as she poked at her food, "Whatever, anyways…what colour is Snape?" Luna questioned her.

Ginny turned her head towards the teacher's tables and, "Orange." Ginny answered and turned her head back to her plate.

"Good." Luna said and continued to eat.

"Why?"

"Oh…I have a detention with him later." Luna answered her.

"Mood's change within seconds Luna he might not be happy later on." Ginny explained.

"I know, but still…gives me a piece of mind for now." Luna answered her and looked over to the Slytherin table.

"So what colour are the Slytherin's?" Luna questioned. "Not that I really need to ask."

"Depends on who you want to know about." Ginny answered her as her eyes skimmed down the Slytherin table.

"Anyone,"

"Well Parkinson is horny, she's red right now, I'm surprised that her mood hasn't affect anyone around her by how much she is glowing." Ginny answered and pulled her eyes away from the black-haired girl.

"Not something I really wanted to know." Luna answered her back as she peeked up at Parkinson.

"You asked."

"Fine, fine, who else." She continued to press Ginny.

Ginny rolled her eyes at her friend and looked back up, "Well, Goyle is black with the red sparks, so he's mad about something that is a lie, or he told a lie and someone found out and he's angry with them.

"Go on,"

"It's funny you know, anytime I look at Malfoy he's usually this clam blue, he seems to never have anything to hide." Ginny said as she stared at the Malfoy. "It's quite funny, because I have not once seen violet on him, or orange, he is a constant calming blue. "

"Blue is truth again?" Luna questioned her.

"Yep, Blaise is glowing a vibrant Violet, and he is starring right at you." Ginny said with a smirk.

"Shut up!" Luna whimpered at her friend, as she herself turned to violet.

"Aaah the realization has sunk in, you are glowing almost as bright as Blaise." Ginny said with a smirk

"Ginny! I wish you would stop putting things into my head!" Luna said with a sad smile.

"Luna if you don't want to hear it then don't ask." Ginny said a little stern, and got to her feet and walked away.

The abrupt movement caught a pair of sliver eyes attention, and with his eyes he followed her out the door.

He made a small movement to get up and go after her, but Blaise stopped him before he could make a mistake. "Draco, relax" he hissed into his friends' ear.

Draco didn't say anything just stiffened in his seat, try to will his will power to help him, but five minutes of sitting there starring at the door and he was up before Blaise could protest again.

The next thing Blaise knew Draco was already at the door and he watched, as it swung shut behind him. He looked around to make sure no one had seen his friends' impossibly fast movements; no one save one had seen him.

Blaise cursed as his eyes settled on a pool or dark blue eyes starring from the door to him. He watched Lovegood get up from her place and head towards the door, and Blaise knew he had to distract her before she could think of going after Ginny Weasley.

*

The second Draco stepped outside the dinning hall he could smell her sweet scent, he felt a shiver run through him, and headed towards the direction the sweet smell was coming from.

He didn't know what he was going to do when he found her, but he knew he had to be around that heavenly smell. It put all his senses to peace, which was the only think that could ever relax him. He found her in the long ago abandon Astronomy tower; she stood on the balcony, the door behind her wide open. The soft breeze blowing her hair behind her as she took a deep breathe straitening her back and then she hunched forwards wrapping her arms around herself at the sudden cold breeze.

The room was filled with her scent, putting Draco into a serene place. If anyone saw him now they would think he had gone mad, because on his usual smirking lips lay a soft smile as he watched her.

He slowly moved forwards, and that was when Ginny sensed someone behind her, and spun around to see whom it was. Her eyes widened as she examined him, and then her eyes switched to the dark black pools and she was meat with a bright orange, to it a soft sparkling beige.

"What—" She began as her eyes turned back to their normal honey gold.

"You smell so wonderful." He said as he continued to advance at her.

"Malfoy stop!" Ginny hissed at him, as he backed her up against the railing. "Malfoy I am going to fall."

"I'd never let you fall." He whispered into her ear making her shiver in delight at his words at the sound of his voice, at how close he was.

Her eyes switched to check if he was lying to her, and there it was that calm blue, she gave a little moan and with in a flash his colour changed to silver. It filled her up, it consumed her, it made her feel the same desire for him.

"What are you doing to me?" she questioned him as she tried to look into his eyes.

"Nothing, I can't do anything to you" he said as he lowered his face closer to hers. His lips were almost touching hers, "I can't do anything you won't let me to, nothing I so long for, nothing, all the power to what I do to you is yours." He watched her as her breathing increased. "I long to touch ever inch of your body, I itch for it, but I'm not allowed."

"M-mal-Malfoy"

"That's not my name." He hissed at her.

"I—Dra- Dracooo" she let go a little moan as the searing in his darkened eyes made her want to explode from the inside out.

He closed his eyes and moved his head to nestle in her hair, and he took a deep breath. She was a drug to him; she was the cocaine to a coke addict. He knew he was screwed, nothing he could do now would change what he had done, and he had filled himself with her senses. He was at her mercy now.

"Say it again," he hissed into her ear.

"Oh god! Please stop." She managed to force out.

And just like that he was now a foot away from her, he nodded at her, and turned his back to her and left the tower.

Ginny dropped to the ground, her knees had gone weak the second he had been that close to her, without his body being there to freeze her against the railing she had no strength to hold herself up.

She stayed there in that same spot for a long time, she couldn't bring herself to move. He had paralyzed all her senses and as he stood so close to her all she wanted to do was wrap herself around him, and she didn't have the slightest idea why.

It was as if she had been awakened from a long dream. She had to keep reminding herself to breathe; it was beginning to be hard. His cool cutting scent was all around her still; it was as if it clung to her, as if it had become apart of her.

Morning came and Ginny was still on that very same balcony. She lifted herself from the floor and dusted her shirt off and headed down to the dinning hall. She was lucky that she had worn her uniform last night and not her every day clothing or else Ron might have noticed that she never came to the dorm.

As she approached the double doors she heard footsteps running towards her. She turned around and spotted Luna.

"Gin, I am sorry, I didn't mean to—" Luna began as she stopped next to her.

"It's okay Luna," Ginny said with a small smile.

"I have something to tell you…" Luna said and then looked around them, for the first time Luna was checking that they were alone to tell her something, this was going to be serious.

Just as she was about to tell Ginny they both heard footsteps and turned in the direction of the on comer. Ginny's blood froze in her veins, and she turned back towards Luna, "We should go inside." She said and just as she was about to move to go in, Draco stepped between them. He ignored Ginny, but brushed by her and into the dinning room.

"What did he lose his eyes and couldn't see us?" Luna questioned as she pushed the door open and headed in, with Ginny followed her reluctantly.

She didn't understand such a great difference in him, just last night he was so intense, and today as if she didn't exist. She was back to what she used to be to him, just another unimportant blood traitor.

She rubbed her temple as she sat down next to Luna and looked up to see those steel grey eyes starring at her. She blinked to make sure she wasn't imaging anything, but there were those grey eyes starring at her.

That was the image she had embedded in her brain all day. Thankfully it was a Saturday and she had nothing to do, except to obese over him, his eyes and what had happened the night prior to this.

That Night she returned back to the Astronomy tower and conjured herself a bed up and slept there. There was something about the tower that connected her to him now, and as long as she was obsessing over him she might as well do it full on.