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Ch2

Are you for real
Is this a game
You start to smile
And I do the same
I look away but you remain
Your eyes starin back at me
My heart starts to skip a beat
I pray that you'll never know
I've fallen and you look in my eyes
You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something is serious
When you look in my eyes
You make me delirious
That's when I start to fall
Something is serious

-Vistoso Bosses, Delirious

"Merlin," Ginny said as she woke up with what she thought was the world's worst hangover. She slowly opened her eyes, and the bright light that assailed her caused her to shut them quickly.

She groaned, "I will never, ever drink again."

"What's that, Ginny?"

Luna plopped down beside her. Ginny shot straight up in her bed; she regretted the fast movement as her head began to pound as is a runaway snitch was flying from one side of her head to the other. She cautiously lay back down.

"What are you doing here, Luna? Better yet, how'd you get in?"

"The Fat Lady and I have an agreement. I promised to tell her more about the Crumple-Horned Snorkack if she promises to let me in when I forget the password. "

Ginny began to ask her what a Horkunckle slip- something-or-other was and decided to let her loony friend be.

"Where did you and Blaise go off to last night? I turn my back for one second and I'd been abandoned; In the den of Slytherin's no less."

"From the looks of it, you seemed to be enjoying yourself, so Blaise and I went to go enjoy ourselves too."

"Please, Luna. I have the worst hangover ever. One more word and I promise to turn your radish slippers into some type of goo."

Luna made a face. "Fine then not one more peep of how Blaise ravished me."

Ginny's face took on a tinge of green, and Luna smiled a wicked smile. "Enough of that then, a very handsome Slytherin asked me to deliver this hangover potion."

Ginny took the small blue phial from her friend's hand. She downed the slimy blue liquid inside and felt instant relief. She sighed, "Tell Blaise I am forever in his debt."

Luna just gave her a very aloof smile. "Get out of bed, We'll be late for breakfast."

"You'll be sitting with Slytherin again?"

"No, no today it's Gryffindor, I have a few questions for Hermione."

"Hopefully she can answer them this time. You know how she gets frustrated with your questions."

"I know, and that's why I ask." She smiled.

Ginny got out of bed and grabbed her toiletries and went off to the bathroom. When she was done, she cast a drying spell on her hair and put it into a ponytail. "Let's go." She grabbed her book for potions and her assignment and the headed towards the Great Hall.

"Hello Harry." Ginny bent down and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Oh bloody hell! Do you have to do that in front of me?" Ron whined, his face turning a light shade of pink.

"Oh grow up, Ron. It could be worse," Ginny said, her Slytherin smirk coming on her face. She bent down once more and kissed Harry again, this time with more enthusiasm, grabbing his hair.

"There goes breakfast." Ron pushed his plate away. Ginny pulled away and Harry looked dazed.

"We'll talk later," Ron said to Harry as Ginny took a seat beside Hermione.

"Hey Gin, hey Luna,"They both said hello.

"Hermione you are just the person I've been looking for." Luna said with dazed a smile.

"Oh really?"

"Yes."

Ginny began to pile food on her plate as she vaguely listened to Luna ask Hermione about the likeliness of catching dragon pox in the middle of winter. Hermione answered by saying that it was unlikely, since winter is when dragons hibernate.

"Yes, but what if someone came along and poked a dragon with a very sharp stick? Then it would be awake could you catch it then?"

Hermione just stared at Luna for a moment then slowly turned away. "So, Gin, where'd you go off to last night?"

From the corner of her eye Ginny saw Harry look up to hear her answer, "A party in Slytherin."

"Gin, you're warming up a little too much to those Death Eaters." Ron frowned.

"I happen to be dating 'one of those Death Eaters, Ronald," Luna scolded. Ron blushed.

"They're not as bad as you think they are Ron, they're quite the opposite in fact. Maybe you should give them a chance," Ginny said.

"I'll get right on that," he said pulling his plate back to him again, having apparently gotten over his nausea. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Maybe we should hear Gin out, Ron." Ginny's head shot up, her spoon full of porridge held in midair as she looked at Harry.

"What?" she asked.

"I trust your judgment, Gin, and if you say that the Slytherin's aren't half bad then I believe you."

Ginny smiled, at times like these she liked Harry the most.

"Hermione I have one more question," Luna said.

"Look at the time! I'm going to be late for Arithmancy," Hermione said, jumping out of her seat and leaving the Great Hall.

"We'll corner her later, Luna," Ginny said with a smile. She looked at the Muggle watch on her hand.

"Merlin's hairy balls, we're going to be late for class." Ginny grabbed Luna's arm and hauled her out of the Great hall.

***

Ginny had decided to do her Herbology assignment with Luna, seeing as how it was on a rare fruit that no one had heard of and yet, Luna knew the name of it before the professor even said it. They ended up in the Slytherin common room doing homework with Blaise, Crabbe and Pansy, who was currently throwing herself at Draco.

"Pansy, have some class," he said, pushing her off of him.

"Oh Draco, I can't control myself when I'm around you. Let's go somewhere more private."

He made a face of pure disgust and got up from the large emerald green couch he had been sitting on. He walked over to Crabbe, who was sitting next to Ginny, stabbing his Arithmancy homework.

"Move," he said. Crabbe looked up and quickly grabbed his things and moved to the spot Draco had once occupied. Pansy pouted, and then went back to completing her homework.

"I'm surprised you'd sit this close to me Draco, I thought you wouldn't want a Weasley to sully your air," Ginny said.

"It was either this or be mauled by that she-beast," Draco said, running a hand through his hair.

Ginny glanced at his blond locks, and the memory of the night before came back to her. She could feel his hair in her hands.

"It's not polite to stare, Weasley," she quickly moved her gaze back to her homework, missing the smirk on his face. He was sitting rather close to her. The rich material of his robes slightly brushed against her bare arm every time he moved. The soft smell of his cologne perfumed the air around her. He smelled so good. She didn't know where these thoughts originated from, but she quickly pummeled them deep, deep down.

He was doing the same assignment as she was as they were in the same Herbology class. "What did you put down for the origin of the fruit?" he asked, leaning closer to get a look at her paper. Her heart began to pound in her chest at his closeness. She could barely breathe. "South Asia," she said quickly so that he would get away from her.

"And the use of the fruit in potions?" he asked, staying in the same proximity. He reached over this time and took the piece of parchment from her, their hands brushing. They both jumped from the electricity of the contact.

"What's with you two?" Pansy asked, noticing their sudden movement.

"Nothing," they both said, Draco handed her back her parchment.

"Well I guess I'm done here," Ginny said, rising from her seat. She needed to get out of there, and she definitely needed to get away from Draco.

***

Ginny couldn't take the internal battle that was going on in her head any longer. Harry was occupying her thoughts once again, and now Draco, a new fact which she was unable to comprehend. She knew of only one thing that could help her clear her mind. That was why she was currently in the Qudditch closet looking for her broom.

As she reached for it, she heard someone enter. She had been out there after hours so she was praying to Merlin that it wasn't Filch or some power mad prefect looking to take points away. She hid in the shadows and gasped when she noticed his telltale blonde head. He seemed to be looking for a broom as well.

"I know you're in here, Weasley," he said, grabbing his newest of the Firebolt. She came out from the shadows.

"How did you know I was here?" Ginny asked, putting her hand on her hip.

"Your untamed hair gave you away; I saw it sticking out when I came in."

She ran her hand through her hair.

"So what's got you down here anyways?"

"Just clearing my mind," she said, taking out a hair tie and putting her hair in a high ponytail.

He nodded and turned to leave the broom closet. She followed behind him.

"And you?"

"Practice."

"You can practice all you want Malfoy, you won't beat Gryffindor in the game next week."

"Cocky are we?"

Ginny smirked. "Not cocky, just confident."

"Alright then, let's see where your confidence gets you then" He smirked.

"What did you have in mind?"

"The first person to catch the snitch can make the loser do whatever they want to."

Ginny looked at him skeptically, and he just smiled.

"Alright." Ginny got on her broom and kicked off. Draco let go of the snitch and it zoomed out of sight. He mounted his broom and kicked off to meet Ginny in the air.

They both floated for a moment in silence until Ginny spotted the golden snitch. Ginny couldn't help but look at how the moon hit his hair giving it a halo effect. He was so beautiful. He turned to stare at her and their eyes locked, deep silver with chocolate brown. His deep stare caused her stomach to flutter, and her heart to thump in her chest. Something fluttered into her peripheral vision.

"Easy as shepherd's pie" she said as she zoomed for the snitch, Draco right on her tail. She swerved this way and that with her broom until she was into an all-out spiral towards the ground. She was focused so intently on the snitch that she did not realize she was getting too close to the ground.

"Are you crazy, Weasley? Pull up!" Draco screamed.

"Ginny!" she heard Draco shout.

She tried to pull her broom up, but she was going too fast and lost control of her broom. She landed with a crack on the ground. Pain shot through her arm and she screamed.

Draco was beside her in seconds. "Ginny, are you ok?"

She looked at him in shock from the pain and from the fact that he had called her by her first name and not her surname. "It hurts." She winced, grabbing her arm.

"I'll get you to Madam Pomfrey." Draco took her into his arms and carried her towards the hospital wing.

With Ginny's amazing luck, they ran into Ron and Harry who were on prefect duty. "Oy Malfoy, what the bloody hell are you doing to my sister?" Ron shouted as he ran towards them.

Ginny groaned as Ron and Harry came closer and Ron's face was already red with anger.

"She took a fall off her broom."

"Gin," Harry breathed with a look of horror. Ginny tried to stop the tears that where coming from the pain but she couldn't once Harry touched her arm and she wailed.

"What did you do to her?" Ron asked, poking Draco in the chest.

"Nothing." Draco glared defensively. "I told you she fell off of her broom."

"Sounds more like you pushed her off. Ginny's a great flyer. There's no way she could have fallen." Ron shouted.

"Give her here," Harry said, reaching for her.

"No" Ginny mumbled. She didn't want to be jostled any more for fear of more pain.

"Come on, Gin, I'll take you to the hospital wing."

"That's where I was headed Potter," Draco spat," now if you would kindly move out of my way so I can get her there faster?"

"Please, Harry, just move," Ginny whined. Harry looked hurt, but moved out of the way.

"We're coming with. I have a few words for you, Malfoy," Ron said as he followed Draco.

"Do whatever you want, Weasel."

They made it to Madam Pomfrey. Seeing the pain that Ginny was in, Madame Pomfrey immediately began to cast spells to view the damage in Ginny's arm. After giving Ginny an awful-tasting orange liquid that Ginny had hoped would be pumpkin juice (but was strongly mistaken), she told Ginny to rest while the potion took effect. She could hear Madame Pomfrey shoo away the arguing boys from behind the curtain. Ginny heard Ron argue that she was his sister and that he just wanted to see how she was doing. "You can check on her tomorrow Mr. Weasley," Madam Pomfrey had said to Ron's dismay as he grumbled away.

"Now, dear, you just sit and relax you'll be fine in no time." Madame Pomfrey gave her a friendly smile. She then went to go check on the other patients. Ginny lay there contemplating how stupid she had been for flying so thoughtlessly, but then, a smile slowly crept its way across her face as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the Golden Snitch.