Summary: Ginny and Harry have only dated a couple of months... and she's already bored. She seeks adventure but will it come at the hands of Harry's only school enemy?

Disclaimer: Everything Harry Potter is NOT mine... but belongs to the talented J.K. Rowling. I am only writing this for fun!

NIGHTMARE SEDUCTION

Chapter One

"Left Behind AGAIN"

Ginny sat near the fire in the Gryffindor Common Room trying to concentrate on her astronomy homework. It was late and all the stars were starting to blur and run together. To top it all off, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were off sneaking around the castle and they refused to let Ginny tag along. Harry and Ginny had been dating since the summer break and were hardly ever away from each other. She was sixteen now but it seemed the others were still treating her as if she were still a child.

She ran a hand through her long dark red hair and sighed heavily. She quickly grabbed her quill and threw it towards the entrance in frustration.

A hand snatched it in midair. "Whoa, Ginny, take it easy. You're likely to take someone's eye out."

Ginny looked up to see Harry holding her quill while Hermione was folding the Invisibility Cloak and Ron was shutting the portrait door. "Sorry, Harry, I... I guess I'm just tired." Tired of being left behind, she thought.

Harry walked behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her homework. "Maybe you SHOULD get some sleep. You have two North Stars in the Western Hemisphere."

Ginny closed her eyes and leaned back into Harry's warm embrace. He smelled like the dark and dusty castle halls and fresh evening air. Even though she was pissed at him for leaving her behind, she still loved him. "So, where did you go?" she inquired, hoping it was a boring night.

"Oh... nothing really exciting..." Harry started.

"Not exciting?" Ron questioned in shock. "Only if you call helping Hagrid with his salamanders for the third years boring."

Harry flashed Ron a look of hatred and Ginny knew this because Harry's grip on her shoulders tightened a little. She sighed inwardly as Hermione smacked Ron.

"What did I do?" Ron asked, rubbing the back of his head.

Ginny forced a smile. "It's alright, guys. I better get up to bed. It's late and I have a potions test tomorrow morning." She gathered up her star charts and other belongings and turned to the staircase.

Harry blocked her way. "Can I help?"

Ginny tilted her head to one side, knowing that Harry couldn't resist her when she was playing "cute." "As much as it would amuse me to see the stairs turn into a slide and you land on your arse... I must decline your chivalric offer." She rose up on the balls of her feet and kissed Harry's cheek. "Goodnight."

As Ginny climbed the stairs, she could just make out a hushed argument between Ron and Harry. Apparently, they weren't going to tell Ginny so she wouldn't feel left out but that Ron had to go and ruin everything. That's my brother... always opening his mouth and shoving his foot in.

She threw her belongings into her trunk and flopped face first onto her bed. She screamed into her pillow, careful not to wake her fellow dorm mates. What they (Harry, Ron, and Hermione) did wasn't at all dangerous. Maybe a few burns from the salamanders if they weren't careful... but nothing dangerous.

I bet I could walk the castle under that stupid cloak and not get caught! She thought to herself. "That's it! I'll find a way to get Harry's cloak and prove to myself that I can do it!" she whispered. Then what? Tell Harry you stole his cloak and risked being seen? Would Harry invite you on his adventures then? "Oh shut up! Stop arguing with yourself, Ginny."

Ginny, after arguing with herself, walked to the door but hesitated when she heard Hermione's voice. "Alright, Harry, alright... I'll keep the cloak in my room."

Ginny breathed a silent sigh of relief. It would be a lot easier getting the cloak out of Hermione's room than finding out what surprises awaited any female trying to venture into the boy's dormitories. Ginny waited until every sound disappeared and the night wrapped its silent arms around the castle.

Ginny tiptoed to the seventh year girls' dormitory and found everyone fast asleep. She looked in on Hermione, as her curtains were still open, and noticed that she was curled up wearing one of Ron's ugly sweaters. She must really be in love to wear one of those things, she mused. Right then, the cloak...

Ginny searched Hermione's wardrobe, trunk, and window seat but she couldn't feel the cloak anywhere. Damn! She cursed silently. As she was getting ready to leave, Hermione turned in her sleep and Ginny noticed something silvery fall to the floor. She quickly ran and retrieved the cloak. She hurried out of the room and down into the deserted common room. She was ready to put on the cloak when someone startled her.

"Where are you off to so late and how do you expect to get back in?"

Ginny turned to see Colin Creevy sitting in an armchair by the dying fire. "Colin, you scared me."

"Answer my question, Weasley." Ginny hated being called by her last name. It seemed everyone around Hogwarts did that though. Colin had grown up quite a bit this summer past (just like Ginny). He wasn't exactly handsome but his camera wasn't glued to his hands anymore.

"Um... well... I decided to take a short walk through the castle. I can't sleep."

"How do you plan on getting back into the tower without being seen?"

Ginny hadn't thought that far and it clearly showed on her face. "Well...um..."

Colin smirked at her. "Right then. When should I open the portrait for you?"

Ginny couldn't believe her ears. "Excuse me?"

Colin sighed. He got up and placed his hands on her arms. "Ginny, I myself, have felt the pull of this school at night. The shadows on the walls... the hooting of the owls... the gentle whoosh of the ghosts... just... just give me a time and I'll let you back in."

Ginny placed a quick kiss on Colin's cheek (friendly like). "One hour, Colin. Oh... thank you."

Colin blushed and looked down at his feet. "One hour, Ginny, and return Harry's cloak as soon as you get back."

"I promise." Excitedly, Ginny put on the cloak, opened the portrait, and left the tower. She was finally going to see some of the reasons the others always left at night. Harry wasn't the only one who could have adventures... and she was going to prove it tonight!

OK: please read and review..., as this is my very first fic on this site. Hermisia Draco