Thanks for all the reviews, I love them and I glad you guys like it ;) here is chapter four, I ramped things up a bit and I am sorry if the chapter length bothers you. Enjoy ;)

Chapter Four: Warning

"Can you see the signs, see the signs now? Creed

A week had past since they had last spoken. It had been a week since he had watched her march up to the school, acting a bit stronger then when he found her. It had been a week, and still the thought of her circled his head. School had kept them both busy, only sharing one class together, Draco longed to be close to her again.

She had surrounded herself with Luna and Blaise. As Blaise promised, Luna had caved and gave in, allowing him into her heart completely. Draco was glad for them, but it only made him feel even lonelier without Ginny.

Draco had taken to watching her like a hawk when they did see each other. His grey eyes constantly read her body language. He could tell when she was irritated, nervous, excited, sad. So much could be read off her, no matter what kind of smile she had on her face.

Since she had begun eating again, she seemed to gain back the weight she lost, some soft color tinting her pale skin. Draco could not help but be proud of the fact that she had broken away from the Golden Trio, starting one of her own with Luna and Blaise.

Draco had lingered behind them from time to time, keen ears listening to their conversation. On this particular day, Ginny had bags under her eyes, dark and purple. This concerned the Slytherin Prince, for it meant something happened, that she was losing sleep. And he intended to find out why.

As he waited for her friends to leave with her from the Great Hall, Draco slipped in behind Blaise as they got up. Blaise was immediately aware, and for his best mates benefit asked Ginny what was causing the bags under her eyes.

"Its not Saint Potty, is it?" Blaise asked.

Ginny's brown eyes gazed at Blaise. "Not directly no. I have been having strange dreams since a week ago. They almost always have Harry in them, and Draco."

Luna and Blaise, both surprised shared a look over Ginny's head as they meandered their way into the hallway. Ginny clearly didn't realize that she had called Malfoy Draco, instead of Malfoy. Blaise glanced behind him, to see Draco's face full of curiosity.

"Care for details?" Luna asked.

"Well the corridors are always dark. I am almost always looking for Fred, or trying to find my way out. Harry stands in front of me, eyes red and asks me to come with him. Draco stands behind me, asking me if I am making the right choice." Ginny replied looking down.

Luna felt alarm go through her. Harry's eyes being red was not a good sign, nor was it good that he always seemed to be in Ginny's way.

"It seems to me that Harry broke your heart. You are now recovering from that, and rebuilding quite nicely. However fear is stopping you from moving forward, and almost always that fear will drag you back down." Blaise said, trying his best to ignore the tingling sensation in the back of his head at the mention of Potters red eyes.

"What of Draco?" Ginny asked. Blaise forced himself to not look behind him; knowing that his friend was not far behind them, listening.

"Why don't you tell us?"

Ginny sighed. "I can't explain it. It's like we have this weird connection. I felt it on the train, then again on the carriage. It's like every time I see him, he already knows me. Yet we barely talk. I think I'm overreacting."

Luna stopped and pulled her friend against one of the castle walls. Blaise stood beside Luna, positive that Draco was hiding somewhere where he could hear them.

"Ginny, this connection with Draco may not be a bad thing. He has been through hell and back. He was one of Voldermort's best Death Eaters, trained in ways we can't even imagine. Him and Blaise." Luna said.

Ginny allowed the words to sink in. She had always known that Draco had been highly trained, was more then likely forced to do things others weren't. There had been rumors of an Elite Force in the Death Eater Ranks, and Draco was a part of them. If that was the case, then she was not surprised that Draco was withdrawn, that he was now as mysterious and quiet as Sirius Black had been.

"I can see that, but what does that have to do with me?"

"He cares about you." Blaise said being blunt. This time Ginny laughed.

"You mean to tell me that he cares about a girl he barely knows? That's not possible, not to mention irrational."

Blaise's lips twitched. "It is a mystery. I can guarantee he feels the same thing. What the connection between you two is, is for you to find out. Don't doubt my word when I say he cares about you. To what extent I don't know, nor do I know why. Think about this though love: Harry Potter knew you and broke you. Draco Malfoy may barely know you, but he won't break you."

Ginny didn't know what to say. Blaise's eyes held hers, the honesty in them making her wrestle with the feelings that had once again leapt up at her. She had thought of Draco every day since the last time they spoke, his face giving her hope to make it through every ounce of pressure and stress. She wondered where he was now, what he was doing. The yearning to find him was uncanny, scaring her in ways she didn't understand.

Luna sighed. "Your dream is about choices. You can choose to go back to Harry and the trio, always knowing your place. Or you can follow Draco and carve your own path." Luna hugged her, then flounced away, kissing Blaise as she went past him.

Blaise stayed a little longer, eyes studying the red head. "You took your brothers death harder then anyone else huh?" He asked softly.

Ginny nodded. "Yea. Fred and I were really close. I miss him so much. I am moving on, healing; but I am scared of what that means."

"Ginny, you could be in danger. You have to choose the right path. Potter has not been right since the final battle." Blaise warned, concern in his voice.

She had noticed that to. Harry had been colder towards everyone, often times being as pompous and arrogant as Draco had been in younger years. He liked to think he was a big hero now, and on the occasion that he spoke to Ginny, it was only to berate her.

"I know I am, I am just not sure of what kind. I will be careful Blaise. I promise." She smiled at him before pushing herself off the wall and heading towards her class.

Blaise stayed against the wall, waiting. He felt Draco's presence behind him.

"We need to talk Draco. Meet me in the astronomy tower tonight."

Draco said nothing as Blaise walked away, thoughts churning in his mind.

The castle was silent as he made his way to the astronomy tower. It was unusual not to see anyone breaking rules, trying to escape the clutches of curfew; but with how the night felt, Draco Malfoy was not surprised.

A thunderstorm that was odd for October had set in for the evening. Lightning leapt through clouds in a wicked dance, the thunder being the applause for the main attraction. Rain pounded on the roof, windows and gutters like heavy boots in chains.

The night had an overall weird feel to it, and Draco could not help but feel that it was all a little too spooky. Halloween was coming up, so the castle was decorated for the holiday, making everything seem more eerie then usual.

Draco was grateful when he reached the tower. No matter what horrors he had faced, he didn't like the feel of this night. If Blaise had not requested this, Draco would have been in his common room, thinking of Ginny. Her dreams bothered him.

Although he was flattered by the fact he was in them, Potter scared him. Red eyes were something that should not be taken lightly, in dreams or reality. They were a sign of evil; and the last thing Ginny needed was more pain in her life.

He had watched Ginny fly with her Qudditch team that night. She had flown with grace and beauty, a natural on the back of the broom. Her face had been alive and vibrant, full of passion, the heat of a challenge making her pulse with zest. Determination had her eyes focused; nothing could distract her from her goal.

Draco had found himself wishing that he was the object of her determination. He wanted to be the one to ignite that passion in her, feel her use it on him. He had already felt his blood boil when it came to other guys watching her. He hated it, they knew nothing of what she was. Alive with challenges; a breath of life.

Draco's thoughts were interrupted when he opened the door to the tower. In the middle of the room stood Blaise, looking a bit impatient.

"Took you long enough mate. I was beginning to worry about you."

Draco smirked at his words. "Sorry dear. The castle felt a lot spookier then it should, and I was preoccupied."

Blaise had to felt the chill in the castle, and this put him on edge. The cold had been near enough to that of which he had experienced before, something he longed to never feel again.

"How was Qudditch Practice?" he asked. Draco was not at all surprised by the question.

"Stunning. Every time I look at her, I want her more and more." Draco replied.

Blaise's eyebrows raised. "Physically?"

Draco was taken aback. "Yes, but I don't want just that. I want her, all of her."

Blaise smiled. Draco and him had both been players at one point, seeing women as conquests. When Blaise met Luna, that had changed.

"I see. She is in danger." Blaise replied, unable to shelter his friend from the truth.

"I know. It has something to do with Potter." Draco replied, grey eyes gazing at the rain pounding onto the ground out the tower window.

"It is Potter. Something in him snapped. He's not what he used to be." Blaise said.

Draco felt his blood run cold as he voiced his fears. "He defeated the Dark Lord-"

"In order to be the next Dark Lord." Blaise finished.

Draco winced. He didn't want any more evil, any more Dark Lords, any death. He wanted life and he wanted Ginny.

"Ginny is nearly strong enough to handle you full force. I would give her two days, before I would break down the walls and come in." Blaise said, changing the subject.

Draco ran a hand though his blond hair. "I know she is. What am I feeling Blaise? This should be so easy."

Blaise didn't have an answer for his question, so he said honestly, "I don't know. I don't know what binds you two, what connects you. I can tell you its powerful, it's strong, and it will unravel you both. In the end, it may save you both. This new evil we all may face scares me. Dammit Draco, we better make the right choice this time."

Draco began to pace. Blaise and him both were forced to join the ranks of darkness; it seemed this time fate was giving them a chance to make up for what they had been forced to do.

He studied his best friend. "I have to get her close to me, near me. She has an important roll in this."

Blaise nodded. "Remember though, she is no ordinary woman. She won't make it easy, and she will push you. When it comes down to it, she will fight beside you; and she won't take to being coddled. Be honest with her, and you two will be fine."

Draco allowed his words to stay in his mind and fester. This was vital to whatever was happening around them, and to however he planned on gaining her trust.

"Very well. I say we patrol the corridors, and decide how to keep Ginny and Luna close by us, without being overbearing."

Blaise grinned. "I could use a good stroll. Come on mate, let's go."

The two boys pulled their wands at the same time. Draco opened the tower door, Blaise flanking him. The frigid air of the castle greeted them. They took steps out of the tower, for once edgy about being in the safety of Hogwarts. It had been a long time since either had to use their wands.

As they made their way through halls, both boys could not help but feel this would not be the first time their wands would be pulled, but only the beginning of yet another danger, one that would strike more close to home, shattering more hearts and lives, than ever before.