Chapter 2: The Serpent and The Lion

I met up with Harry after the feast. I hadn't eaten very much; I was too busy worrying about what was going to happen that evening. Malfoy was a prefect- therefore he was in charge of our dorms.

"Gin, that's terrible. I can't believe that you got stuck with Malfoy," Harry said sympathetically.

"Well at least I have Megz, Luna and Collin," I tried to kid myself. Honestly, I didn't think things could get much worse.

"I'm right down the hall if you need me," he smiled.

"I'll keep that in mind. But I should get back to "Merlin Tower,"" I faked a powerful voice. Harry laughed and I stood on my tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight Gin," he whispered.

"Goodnight Harry," I said and began walking back to my dorm. Along the way I recognized some of the paintings on the wall.

"Well lookey here another Weasley. You're my great great great granddaughter don't you know," a portrait began talking to me, but I paid no attention. I had two minutes until curfew and I wasn't getting yelled at by Malfoy. Once I reached the portrait hole, I mumbled the password.

"Morgana's darkness." The painting swung open, revealing my new common room. It was decorated in blues and greens. Very teen like. I was about to go upstairs to find Megz and Luna, when someone tapped my shoulder. I spun around and stood face to face with Draco Malfoy.

"Where were you Weasley?" he said coldly. So much for not getting yelled at.

"Why do you care? I made it back before curfew," I said bitterly

"Because you were gone for over an hour. I believe I have the right to know where you were," he smirked.

"Fine, if you must know, I was with my boyfriend," I sneered. I was getting really irritated that he was completely prying into my personal life. I wasn't like we were friends or anything.

"I take it you're still with Dean Thomas," he assumed. I grimaced.

"No- not that's it any of your concern, but I'm seeing Harry Potter," I stated.

"Of course you are. Two muggle lovers should be together. Speaking of the mudlblood," he started, but I cut him off.

"Shut up about Harry and Hermione!" I shouted

"Why? Is the mudblood trying to steal your ickle boyfriend?" He mocked. I had heard enough from him. I reached up to slap him, but someone grabbed my hand.

"Ginny, you know it's not nice to hit," a male voice said. I recognized it as Blaise.

"Even when he deserves it?" I questioned sweetly.

"Yes, even when he deserves it," he replied. I had spent the first two months of the summer at Megz and Blaise's house. We had all been very close.

"Fine, well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight then," I called while heading to the stairs.

"Goodnight Gin," Blaise said. I stomped up the stairs, walked into the girls' dorm and slammed the door.

"Gin! What happened?" Megz jumped.

"Malfoy happened! I can't stand him!" I said rather loudly.

"What did he do?" Luna asked while hanging upside down off her bed.

"He pried into my personal life. He had no right to do that. I mean it's not like we're friends or anything," I told them while changing into my pajamas.

"You're right, he didn't, but he is a prefect. You do have to listen to him," Megz replied.

"I know, but I don't want to!" I crawled under the covers. Luna turned out the chandelier with a wave of her wand.

"Night guys," Megz said.

"Night," Luna and I muttered. Within seconds I fell into a fitful sleep.

I tossed and turned all night until I knew I possibly couldn't sleep anymore. I glanced at the clock. 2:57, it read. No- that couldn't be right. It had to be later. Oh well. I decided to go sit in the common room for a while. Maybe then I could fall back asleep. So I grabbed my blanket off the end of my bed and carefully opened the door so I didn't wake Luna and Megz. I tiptoed don the stairs, and saw Blaise sitting on the couch.

"Blaise?" I whispered loudly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I couldn't you know that," he turned around and smiled. Blaise suffered from insomnia. I remembered over the summer he could go without sleep for days. "Why aren't you?"

"I was too busy worrying about how to keep my temper with Draco around," I told him.

"You really don't have to worry about him. He wont do anything, especially to you," he told me.

"Why?" I questioned. All of the Malfoys hated the Weasleys. Simple as that.

"He just wants to make peace with you," Blaise told me.

Author's Note:

I know guys, it's really short. I didn't have much time, and I really wanted to post something. Also, I want to thank all of my reviewers for, well reviewing. Update soon! Hearts Amanda