Ginny wiped sweat from her forehead. It was the hottest day since she had first came to Hogwarts.
Right now, she would have given anything to be somewhere else, as long as it was cooler.
Ginny longed to be in a cool, grassy, place. With horses.
Ginny loved horses. Always.
She had always wished for a horse. If not a horse, then the opportunity to ride one for a little while. A broomstick just would not cut it.
Sometimes, when she was sleeping, Ginny would dream of riding a horse. It was always the same horse, a lovely chestnut mare.
The mare would always be galloping over the same stretch of endless grass.
A burst of laughter jolted Ginny out of her reverie. She looked behind her. Several dozen yards behind her, Draco Malfoy and his gang of Slytherins were laughing for no discernible reason. Were they laughing at her? Ginny did not dwell on that.
Instead, she looked at the lake. She saw what appeared to be a horn made of silver. Ginny pulled out her wand.
"Accio horn!" The horn flew out of the water and landed at her feet.
It was made of silver, and there were what looked like horses engraved on it.
Ginny wondered if she should touch it. She remembered her experience with the diary in her first year.
But an irresistible impulse overtook her and she picked it up.
Ginny felt the jerking in her stomach and knew ; the horn was a Portkey.