A/N: So here's the second chapter. I need some reviews! Come on guys, I know you've got it in you... The formatting on the first chapter was a little weird (the dividers that I put in didn't show up for some reason, so pieces of it ran together), sorry about that. I also can't guarantee that the other chapters will be as long as that first one, but I think I mentioned that at the bottom of the chapter.

"So..." Ginny looked up at Harry.

"So..." Harry didn't meet her eyes, but rather looked at those in the crowd around him. He saw a flash of golden hair, and froze.

It was her again. Who the bloody hell was she and why did she seem to be following him around?! Now he could see her face, staring at him, and it seemed to be bobbing closer. Without really thinking about what he was doing, he grabbed Ginny's arm and hurriedly pulled her with him towards one of the waiting carriages.

"Harry, what is going on? You look like horrified," Ginny looked at him with some concern.

"I don't really know, Gin. This summer, a couple of weeks before I came to your house, I'd been waking up and not knowing what was waking me up, and there'd be a sort of white wispy thing floating above me, and then I started seeing her."

"Her?" Ginny looked a little confused.

After making Ginny promise not to talk to anyone about it, Harry launched into an explanation. He wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing by telling her, but he thought that she'd be able to keep a secret, plus he wanted to get the whole ordeal off his chest. When he had finished, the carriage was pulling up to the school.

"So there you have it."

Ginny's brow was furrowed in thought, "This reminds me of something, Harry, but I can't think what..." Ginny shrugged and moved as though to get out of the carriage.

Harry caught her hand, "Ginny," his heart was pounding, "Listen, erm, about what happened in the corridor..."

Ginny looked up at him, "Don't worry about it."

"No, it's just that I do like you, and well, I thought I should tell you before you went off thinking that I was a total jerk."

"I would never think that you were a total jerk, Harry." Harry looked skeptical, "I wouldn't!" Ginny said.

Just then, the two were interrupted by Ron and Hermione who had just gotten out of their carriage and walked over to them.

"Where were you? We tried to hold the carriage for you, but then you never came," asked Hermione, looking from one to the other.

"We lost you in the crowd, so we found a different one to take," Ginny promptly replied.

"Well, let's go then," Ron looked about him, "I want to see the sorting."

"Yeah, all right. We've missed it enough as it is," Harry grinned and got out of the carriage and joined his two friends.

Ginny hung behind the three a bit, deeply in thought. What Harry had described to her earlier sounded familiar, but she just couldn't quite remember it. She shrugged it off. No doubt it would come back to her. She looked at Harry's retreating back. He had said that he liked her, and she believed him, but she couldn't help but wonder whether Harry was destined to be a more solitary sort.

A sudden jostling from behind snapped her out of her reverie, "Oh, pardon me," a cold, drawling voice met her ears, and Ginny knew who it was turning around.

"Shut it, Malfoy. I don't feel particularly like dealing with you tonight." Ginny didn't bother to look back at him.

"Well, well, well. Maybe you don't feel like dealing with me, but I feel like dealing with you," Ginny felt him pinch her butt.

This time she whirled around, temper blazing, "Bugger off Malfoy. I don't have anything to do with Slytherins, and that includes letting you grab my ass."

Draco Malfoy laughed coolly, "That may change little Weasley," his steel grey eyes scanned the crowd, "Where are your brother and Potty?"

"Being smart and staying away from you," she growled at him.

"Girls with tempers are such a turn-on," Draco took a step towards her.

Ginny stepped back, "Yeah, well boys who think they can get whatever they want whenever they want it are such a turn-off. Go to hell Malfoy," Ginny spun around and quickly made her way through the crowd up to the entrance hall. She had won that little verbal duel, but she hadn't wanted to stick around. She had a feeling that Malfoy could only be pushed so far.

Slightly flushed, Ginny slid into a seat at the Gryffindor table between Hermione and Harry, "Sorry I'm late, I got waylaid by Malfoy."

Ron leaned forward from next to Hermione so that he could see his sister, "That slimy git," he grumbled, "He cornered Harry and me on the train to ask where you were."

"I thought you said that he was just full of his normal abuse," Ginny looked up.

"Well he was," Harry responded, "but he was also interested in your whereabouts."

Ginny grimaced. Having Malfoy interested in her in any way at all was a bad thing. She didn't feel like having to fend him off throughout the year.

"Don't worry about it, Ginny" Hermione said briskly, "He can't do anything to you here. There are always people around."

"Yeah, I s'pose," Ginny muttered, spooning mashed potatoes onto her plate from a nearby bowl.

Conversation turned to other topics, and Ginny found herself cheering-up, that is, until she made the mistake of looking towards to the Slytherin table. Draco made eye contact with her and smirked. Ginny scowled back in return, feeling somewhat violated by Malfoy's unceasing attention.

Harry was also preoccupied. He constantly found himself staring at Ginny, who had become lovely over the summer. She had never been a bad-looking girl, he thought, but now she was breathtaking. The light from the suspended candles reflected off of her titan hair and her milky skin was flushed rose. Once she caught him staring, but she had only smiled at him in a gentle sort of way. Harry had flushed and hurriedly turned away.

After the dishes emptied of the food, the student rose from their tables and made their way out of the hall and to their respective dormitories. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron slowly made their way up a staircase

I'll be waiting for you tonight, Weasley

Ginny's head jerked around. None of the other seemed to have heard it. Looking cautiously over the banister, her eyes fell on Malfoy, standing in a group of Slytherins. As though he could feel her eyes on him, He looked up, again smirking at her. Ginny quickly turned away. What was he playing at? Malfoy couldn't honestly believe that Ginny would be willing to hookup with him. And if he did...how dare he?! Ginny frowned.

"What's up Gin?" Harry had dropped back, "Now you're the one making funny expressions."

Ginny gave a small laugh, "Just Malfoy. He seems to be on a hunt for me. I don't like it."

"Don't blame you. But really, don't worry about him. Hermione's right, there's nothing he can do to you. You're really well-protected here."

"Yes," Ginny slipped her arm through Harry's, resting her head against him. Harry felt happiness bubbling-up inside him, and he smiled down at the girl next to him.

When they reached the portrait of the fat lady, Ginny withdrew her arm, and standing on slight tiptoes, she gave Harry a kiss on the cheek, "Sweet dreams."

"Thanks Gin. You too," she nodded at him, "Oh, and Gin?" she turned back to look at Harry, "Don't let Malfoy get to you."

"I won't," Ginny threw a smile back over her shoulder and then climbed in through the portrait hole. Harry leaned against the wall, thinking. Hearing a slight noise, he straightened up; Ealia was coming down the hall towards him.

A/N: See, this one was a bit shorter. Sorry if relationship stuff is still a bit unclear. I'm still trying to decide what exactly I'm going to do. REVIEW!! :-)