"ZABINI!" she called out to the dark-skinned boy in the other room, desperately trying to sleep.

"What, Ginny?" he mumbled against his pillow, annoyed by the fact that his roommate was willing to wake him up, at any hour, for the smallest thing.

"The depressed princess awaits your arrival, my lord," Ginny said calmly before she bowed down teasingly and chuckled.

Blaise immediately knew that this required his attention and got up, "What'd he do this time?"

"Ah, the usual," she paused for a moment to take a sip of her coffee. "Got thrown out of a bar."

Blaise rubbed his eyes and sighed, "How drunk is he this time?"

"Not much, surprisingly." She noticed that Blaise hadn't been sleeping for a couple of days. "I'll take care of him, you should sleep."

Blaise couldn't be more grateful to his roommate at this moment. "Thanks, I owe you one." And with that, he drifted away to his dreams.

"Hey, Red." The pale, blonde said while sitting on the couch with his face in his hands.

"Hey, Draco," she smiled at him, handing him her coffee, "You okay?"

"No," he sighed and looked at the warm coffee in his hands, "Still not sleeping, I see. Why?"

"Still getting thrown out of bars, I see, " she said without missing a beat.

They both stayed silent for a couple of moments. It was a part of their conversations which made an appearance sometimes.

"You didn't answer my question"

"You already know the answer to it."

"You can't tell me that the book you're writing has been keeping you up for months now."

"…"

Ah, there it was again. The silence.

"I'm sorry."

"You don't need to be." She said, giving him a weak smile, "You can crash on our couch tonight. I'll see you in a couple of hours, okay?" She glanced at her watch noticing that it was almost 3 am.

"Okay."

Ginny sat on her bed, her laky- No, lappytop, a muggle piece of technology, in her hands. She looked at the writing on it, she had been trying to finish the chapter for the past two weeks. Yet, the document contained only 3 sentences.

"He's right, you know," a voice crept into her room, startling her, "You should sleep."

Ginny quickly looked at her watch and realized it was already 8 am.

"You have been working on the book for almost a year. It can't be the reason you don't sleep anymore."

Before he could continue, the younger witch spoke, "I'm fine Blaise, it's Draco you should be worried about." She smiled at him, hoping that he would drop the subject.

Blaise knew what she was trying to do, but he decided to ignore it, for both of their sakes.

"Ah, about that. I need to be at the ministry today."

"I'll handle him. You go."

"Thanks"