The Placebo Trilogy: Part One- A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed

Chapter 1: Rain and School

I'm only happy when it rains,

I'm only happy when it's complicated.
-Garbage

Rain poured down on the 6 Hogwarts students. People hurried past: Muggles not noticing then disappear into the wall.

In Ginny's opinion they (the Muggles) were...well... she felt sorry for them. They were caught up in their own worlds not noticing what went on around them.

"Ah well, at least its raining," Ginny thought standing on the magical platform. She loved the dreary weather. Everything was simpler when the sun wasn't out. The rest of the day was pretty much routine:

The trio pushed her out so she sat with Fred and George the whole time playing guinea pig to their mad scientists.

One thing she did notice was there were some people missing. No one asked where they went. Everyone knew: Deatheaters.

The school was off to a pretty good start. It was pretty much the same ol' same ol' thing for her. The Trio was off solving something. Seamus was blowing something up and Ginny was ignored as usual. But that is the way she preferred things. It was simple, like the rain.

Despite all this classes still began its monotonous schedule: Transfiguration and Herbology in the morning, Defense, Double Potions, and Divination in the afternoon with Hagrid's class every other Monday, for Ginny. One Thursday it was raining cats and dogs out, not that Ginny would go out the castle anyway. She was walking to class and decided to take a short cut through an empty classroom.

Inside said class it was dark. She walked almost blindly until she tripped equally blindly. With a shriek she hit the ground hard. Ginny rolled, holding her scraped arms to see what she had tripped over. Then she saw it was not what but a whom. It was Draco Malfoy.

Ginny nudged Draco, afraid he was dead. No he was still breathing.

"Malfoy? Draco?" Ginny asked timidly. Looking over his face, she reeled back. There was blood. She took out her wand.

"Ginny-come on- what's the stretcher spell?"

The only thing that came to her voice was 'Sonorous' (A/N: Did I spell that right?) so she used it. She pointed to her throat and whispered the spell. Then looking down at Draco covered in bruises and very bloody she yelled,

"PROFESOR MCGONAGALL! MADAM POMPHREY! QUICK THE...(she looked around) OLD DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS CLASS!!!"

She whispered the counter spell and turned back to Draco. Breathing deep breaths, 'ok stay calm, Gin.' She muttered. All that blood, She shuddered. She took her robe off and found the source of the most blood. There was a huge vertical gash on his forehead.

Ginny wiped away some of the blood and tore her robe into stripes. The stripes helped stop some of the bleeding after she had wrapped them around his head. 'Thank Merlin Mum taught me how to mend things,' Ginny thought to herself gratefully. Just then she heard footfalls coming down the hall.

Ginny ran out the classroom to see Professor's Dumbledore and McGonagall and Madam Pomphrey hurrying towards her.

"In here!" she called not noticing blood all over her white blouse.

"Who is it, Miss Weasley?" asked McGonagall.

"Draco Malfoy. I found him in here and he's bleeding a lot."

Dumbledore waved his wand and the lights went on, illuminating the form in the floor. The teachers gasped. There was blood all over. Things happened quickly. Pomphrey conjured up a stretcher and McGonagall cleaned up the blood.

Once inside the hospital wing, Ginny set down hers and Draco's bags. Ginny watched from another bed out of the way.

"First we must remove these bandages." The nurse said as she peeled Ginny's bloody robes from Draco's head.

Ginny bit her lip, worried. Slytherin or no he was still a person.

"It seems you are bleeding as well, Miss Weasley," a voice behind her said.
Startled, Ginny glanced over at the headmaster and down at her arms, the cuts leading from her elbows to her wrists. She was indeed bleeding but most of the blood was Draco's.

"Here wash off your arms and I'll see about mending those cuts."

Ginny did as she was told and with a flick of Dumbledore's wand she was good as new, except for a small scar on each inner arm leading from her wrists to the crook of her arm.

A/N: yeah well I can't spell names will so that's about it. Hey see that button down there? If you review I'll submit another chapter that I just wrote!! PLEASE?!?!?

oh yes and this isnt mine- its J.K Rowling's is supose........