A/N: Here's chapter 2!!! Thanks for the great review Nightfall!!!
Seventh Sphere
And Now We Wait
By Amanda H
Hermione and Harry arrive late for potions class.
"Potter, Granger!" Snape yelled as the two tried to sneak into their seats unnoticed.
"We were up in the hospital wing." Hermione protested.
"No excuses! 30 points from Griffindor!" The Griffindors moaned and the Slytherins chuckled. Draco turned and leered at the two as they sat in their seats.
"I bet they're lying! I bet they just went somewhere to make out!" Pansy whispered in his ear. He shuttered at her touch.
"No they're telling the truth." He replied calmly. As the words left his mouth he had no idea where they came from.
"And how would you know?" Pansy asked suspiciously.
"I don't know." He answered truthfully. An obviously frustrated Pansy turned back to her caldron, as did Draco, still puzzling over his insight.
At breakfast the next morning, the trio sat in the Great Hall with Ginny. They chattered away, while Ginny paid little attention to what was said. She was more intent on watching a boy from another group. He sat at his house table, looking depressed and listless.
The owls arrived, dropping mail in front of its owner. No mail came for her, but she watched as a tawny owl dropped a white envelope in front of her subject. She watched as he carefully opened it and read the fine black printing. His face grew pale and Ginny could feel the fear and hate build up inside him. She prickled with his anger and her face grew flushed. He suddenly stopped, as though painfully aware of the eyes boring into the side of his head. He whipped around and caught Ginny right in the eyes. She stared for a moment, feeling everything he felt, all the hate and the fear and the pain. Somewhere, just barely there was love. She could feel it. A great love and desire, forbidden. Suddenly conscious of what she was doing Ginny broke her gaze and looked down into her food. Seconds later Draco Malfoy stormed up to the table.
"Hey Weasel!" He drawled, stopping between Ginny and Ron's chairs. Ron turned his head to look at Draco, but didn't move.
"What?" He spat. "Get your slime away from our clean table."
"I could hardly call it clean." Draco continued, scanning the table. "I just wanted to tell you to keep your sister under control." Ginny's eyes flashed.
"What?" Ron asked, standing up, Draco backed up slightly and turned to face him. Ginny swiveled in her chair so she was watching them both.
"I said, keep your sister in control. She's been probing my mind." He glanced at her.
"She has not. It's impossible." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Don't you think I know what it feels like to have your mind probed?" He asked glaring at her. He looked back to Ginny. "She's been probing my mind and I want her to stop." He drawled, anger and fear in his voice.
"No one would want to pick your mind Draco, now get lost." Ron argued, pushing him back slightly.
"Ron." Ginny warned, but he paid no attention.
"Watch it Weasley." Draco pushed him back. He turned to leave, but Ron reached out with his scrawny arms and lifted Draco into the air. He spun him several times, and then threw him back to the Slytherin table. Malfoy stood up, shaking slightly.
"Watch your back Weasley." He warned and hurried out the doors to the Great Hall. Harry, Hermione and Ginny stared at him. Ron stared at his hands.
"I didn't know I could do that!" He exclaimed, sitting back down.
"I didn't know you could do that either!" Ginny exclaimed. "But why did you have to throw Draco? He was leaving." She protested.
"Oh! So now you're on a first name basis?" He questioned. "Were you probing his mind?" He asked, grimacing at the thought.
"I didn't mean to." Ginny replied weakly. Ron snorted in disgust.
"Ginny! It's an incredible talent to be able to do that! You shouldn't be able too!" Hermione exclaimed.
"And you shouldn't have visions and Ron shouldn't be able to throw across the hall. Everything is just a little too weird." Harry commented. They nodded in silence.
"I guess we just wait?" Hermione asked. "I mean, Dumbledore seemed to know what we were talking about right? He must know something."
"Alright. We wait." Harry answered solemnly.