A/N: Days later maybe weeks and here is chapter 2 to PB. As I said before there will be a lot of changes and things are going to be different. As most you read the original PB Cedric Diggory was alive in the story, he still remains :) there always has to be a cute charm (besides Draco of course).

Title: Running into the Disaster

Taken Place: Ginny's POV, Fifth year

Book: I

I woke up by a sudden jerk. I looked around my empty room and groaned. I literally wanted to slap myself for letting him get inside my head. He appears in a distance view and then his smiling face brightens the mood of my dream. And the bad part about this is it has been going on since last year.

Hopefully today it won't be bad… I was the last to get up and get ready. I walked into the kitchen and found Greengrass and Vanson finishing their breakfast.

"You look fleshed," Greengrass commented.

"Bad dream," I said quietly. Greengrass stared longer than expected.

"There's extra food on the counter." Vanson spoke through the silence. "It's for you." She smiled gracefully and walked out of the cottage with Greengrass.

I sighed and took all the remaining food. I sat down and before I had the chance to be alone for a minute Luna walked in.

"What is with everyone walking in as if this is their place?" I said a bit too loudly.

"Someone's cranky," Luna smiled.

"No, he came back and invaded my dreams again." I replied angrily. Luna nodded her head and went into the next topic.

"So how does it feel to live with the two Slytherin Princesses?" Luna's big blue eyes sparkled delightfully.

"Okay I guess. Their princess mood hasn't came into effect, but by the end of this week it will."

"What about you? You got the bitter one." I laughed at my own joke.

"Yeah. She's the pain in the ass. She's making Hermione do all the work and she's ignoring me completely."

"So how is she being the pain in the ass?" I asked.

"I feel bad for her and Hermione." She said simply.

I rolled my eyes. She didn't really need to feel bad for her. She was the kind of girl to push everyone in her life so she can take control. It was only a matter of time people will soon find out about her secret weapon.

"I'm guessing Parkinson told you what Hermione said." I nodded.

"At least I know someone wants competition." I smiled at that. I loved competition. It was one of the few things people didn't know about me.

We walked through the pathway that lead up to Hogwarts. Students were chattering away, feeling happy that school didn't start. I was just going to shift my eyes toward until I saw him.

Cedric Diggory was probably the attractive guy I have seen in my life. Aside from Harry and Malfoy, Cedric has the senses of what winning and losing means. Girls adore him as others adore Malfoy. He was the star athletic in Quidditch as a Seeker. Not only those two are important, he also has those adorable blue eyes that revealed his sweet side. The problem I fear is this is his last year and I wasn't able to confront him about my feelings, as if I was going to. I liked him since last year when I had an accident while playing Quidditch against his team. He held me so tightly and protectively. If only I could get more than just a smile and a wink from him. Possibly a friendship at hand for the sake of my over craved love for him.

So whenever I do see him my heart races and loose oxygen and most of the time I'm never able to talk to him because of this condition I've developed.

He gave me a strong smile and winked. I squealed and imagined I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everyday is the same and everyday I feel this power trying to overpower me.

"I don't understand you sometimes." Luna said quietly. It took me a moment to realize she was talking to me.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"You liked him a year ago and everyday he smiles and winks. Why don't you get the courage and actually talk to him."

"I've tried thousands of times and thousands times after that. I'm starting to believe it's not the right time." I looked back to see him one last time. It was hard to accept he and I will never be gossip-never-stoppable-couple.

"Well maybe your brain says that, but what does your heart say?" Luna looked at me for an answer.

I continued to stare at him, hoping my heart will repair itself once he gave me a smile, but just like everyday, it doesn't.

"I'm going to keep waiting until he talks to me." I said.

"You always say that, and everyday it never happens."

"Stop saying everyday, I'm starting to hate that word." We looked at each other hoping the intention of my sudden break down would disappear.

Of course it didn't.

My room was a mess, due to the fact I was arranging my room. In my trunk, I pulled out my journal from last year. I flicked through the pages and as I did, the smell of wet ink filled up my nose.

The journal contained my personal, valuable, deepest feelings for Cedric Diggory. One of the pages I flipped through was a picture of him I took for Daily Prophet. He knew I lied, but never asked why. Little shed of tears crept down my cheeks. It was hard to accept I could never be his love. He treats me as though I'm his long-term best friend. His smile protects my heart from breaking any further. His touch searches the inside of my body and gets the tingles of exploding butterflies, but at the end of the day, he never knows and will never know I cry for him at night.

My mind silenced itself instantly, not expecting the true honesty I needed. I shielded myself in my pillow and cried a bit longer. Moments past and I sat there, tears spilling out as though a cracked wall busted, and wondered why I cried so much—for him. I felt such a fanatical girl that never gets her way. I'm an honor student damn it and no one, not even Cedric could take this away from me.

I threw the journal back in my trunk and walked into the living room. I was lucky I ran into the Slytherin Princesses. I was thankful of them being here. When I walked in, they were in the middle of a private conversation. So, without interrupting them, I grabbed a small snack and a book from the bookshelf and started reading. However, I wasn't reading. I was actually listening in their conversation. It's one of my skills I've devolved.

"I don't remember Draco telling us that." Parkinson whispered. They're bad at whispering, unless they wanted me to hear. I could hear perfectly fine from their loud whispers.

"You better not let Draco find out. You know what he's capable of if you don't follow directions." Vanson liked somewhat scared.

"Like what? Demand me to stay put in his room for four hours," Parkinson quirked her perfect shaped eyebrow at Vanson. "Yeah like that's a horrible punishment."

"Well for you!" Vanson shouted.

"Girls quiet." Greengrass silenced them. "You really need to focus and not let your crushes get in the way." She glared at them darkly.

"One question," Parkinson piped in. "What about you know who?" There was a dread silence after her question. The dread silence came from my silent crunchy noises. The question was directly to me. It was obvious because nowadays the Slytherins refer Voldemort as the Dark Lord and also, I saw a slight side-glance coming from Parkinson.

"He hasn't mentioned that. We'll mention it to him when they come over." Greengrass said.

My heart started pounding quickly. What's the deed of sticking around with Malfoy and his powered friends? I had no choice but to escape their presence and hope to Lord they don't catch me—maybe Luna isn't busy.

I placed the book back and walked back into my room. I waited about ten seconds and walked back out. I needed to be smooth and calm so they won't know I listened on their conversation.

Greengrass caught sight of me as I was reaching to the door. "Where's the rush?" Her smirk cornered me. I ignored her question and opened the door. I gasped in horror when Malfoy and the other two boys were standing at the doorstep.

"Hoping not to die," I said quietly as I glared at Malfoy. His eyes were already on me as the smirk slowly approached his face. I quickly pushed past them and avoided the sweat that was creeping down my heated face. I hastily walked to Luna's cottage for a quick escape.

The next morning, class begun and as always, Professor Snape glowers at me as if I taunted all teachers to be in a stuffy cottage. As if, he had trouble getting along with his roommates. But today was different. "Miss Weasley, can I see you for a moment." His pure black eyes darted at me. I tried not to look too close in his eyes.

"Yes Professor," I said politely. He gave a smudged look, as though he couldn't believe the act I was pulling.

"Your effort in this class is highly noticeable." My insides burst. "I was surprised you're passing with a hundred and four percent, only because you chose to do the extra assignment Professor Dumbledore asked while I was gone." He gave another smudged look.

"I was more surprised you got a higher percentage than your brother and Miss Granger…as for that, I'm offering a position for Advanced Potions." His long unshaved eyebrow rose up and eyes wide, waiting for my response.

It took me a moment to gather all this in a minute before he changed his mind. I was better than Hermione—as always, and also my brother—like he actually cared he was failing or passing. And I was given the position for Advanced Potions, which was the highest class I could ever go.

I wanted to cheer, scream out to the world, and point to all my fifth year classmates and shove my success up their faces, but then again I would be Hermione with her pointed stuck up nose. And that would ruin my pride and reputation.

So, very calming and not squirm, I accepted Professor Snape's offer. "Yes sir, I will accept your offer." I smiled gracefully.

He hesitated for a split second, seeing right through me, and spoke. "This is for next year of course," He smirked. Not even that crushed my moment.

"That's okay," I continued to smile.

"Yes…now move along," He waved his hand off. I took his rude gesture as a compliant and sat back down in my seat.

"What was that about?" Luna whispered.

"Snape is bumping me up to Advanced Potions next year," I giggled in my hand.

Luna's big blue eyes widened and her small mouth opened wide. "Congratulations. I wish I was that successful like you," She pouted her lips out and crossed her arms like a small child would do.

"Someday you will surprise Snape." We laughed quietly and for the rest of the class we did our work.

I was the only one in the cottage—so when I saw Zabini eating in our fridge was very out of the ordinary. I titled my head as he stuffed food in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" I asked. I wanted to laugh at the sight of him. He looked like a chipmunk full of walnuts.

"Draco!" Half the food in his mouth came out when he opened it. I looked at him disgustedly.

Malfoy came through the hallway and looked from Zabini to me. "Hey Weasley, avoiding me much," He gave a quick smile.

"I do have a life outside of this cottage." I said. He laughed.

"That's not what I've been hearing." He smirked.

"If you're wondering where Daphne, Olivia, and I'm sure you could careless for Pansy—there in Hogsmeade." Glad Zabini swallowed all his food…

"Uhh, thanks I guess…" I heard the two laughing behind me—dim-wits. Sometimes I wished they weren't so perfect.

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Forever & Always: Forbidden Lily