As If Being Confused Wasn't Enough

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line, everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling, unfortunately, just kidding.

"Draco Malfoy."

"Draco Malfoy?" His voice was as unsure as my thoughts were. "But how? Ginny? You mean to tell me that throughout all of these dreams; it was always the same guy, right?"

"Yes," My voice held fear.

"And that last dream you had, before you saw him, was the same guy as before?" I nodded. "Ginny and this was you?"

"Yes, but-"

"You've been dreaming about Malfoy?"

"Yes, and it's not like I want to ok! Stop looking at me like I can control it, because I can't. You think I want to dream about him? Huh? You think I can stand the fact that I have been daydreaming about him? Trying to find out who the heck he was? You think I wanted to? You think I want to? Well, guess what, I don't!" I yelled.

"Who have you been dreaming about?" Ron said from behind me as I spun around, he was accompanied by Harry. "Not my best mate Harry by any chance?"

"No!" I yelled in his face as I walked around Harry. "Oh and Colin, this is just between you and me, got it?" I threw over my shoulder as I heard him give a muffled "yes."

I had no idea what to do; this all just confused even more. I walked closer to the fire place and sat down on one of the couches. I stared into the firing embers absentmindedly.

I thought about those eyes that stared at me in my dream. As I had told Colin, they did hold emotions that I never knew a guy like that could possess. I knew that they would forever be in my mind now. I felt someone sit next to me but I didn't move or say a word, neither did they. We just sat like that, whoever it was. For a while I didn't even want to know who it was, I just enjoyed the silence. Though, apparently, they didn't, after a while that is.

I felt them shift next to me, don't blame them; I'd scare myself, too. But at the moment, I was truly afraid of myself. I felt like I couldn't trust myself. Trust myself to think, to speak, to sleep, to stand, to move, to do just about anything. I just sat there, with no particular thought running through my head.

"Ginny?"

I shut my eyes at the voice, not like that could do much. I didn't want to hear the type of guilt his voice held, though he shouldn't feel guilty on the contrary, I should. I just wanted to hit myself for yelling at Colin, for not trusting my own brother, or trusting my own personal hero.

"Gin?"

I turned to be greeted by eyes that held concern, guilt, and mostly fear. Fear of what, I couldn't tell you. His eyes had flickered yellow because of the burning fire. It created a glossy look in his emerald green eyes. I couldn't even bear to look at him.

I turned to look at the fire once more, not that it was any more interesting than before but just to look away from him. Harry was my own personal hero that had swept me off my feet the more I got to know him, the one who saved me from the evil villain, and slew the monster.

"Ginny, will you just talk to me? Please?"

Now he was pleading. If you think that I could have not felt any guiltier, you thought wrong, and so did I. I felt so guilty. I mean, here I was sitting on my butt, watching the fire crackle, and ignoring Harry, when he did nothing but want to talk to me. I feel so horrible that it's scary.

He stayed silent, as did I. It was just one of those awkward silences that were just too tense to break. I could find nothing to say to him. I was thinking of just something to say, but nothing came out. I just simply sighed and apparently he had had enough. I felt him get up.

"Don't leave," I wasn't even sure if he had heard me but he did because he sat right back down and looked at me with sorrow filling his eyes.

"Harry, I don't know what you want me to say, and I have no idea what to say." My voice ended being a whisper. "And I have no idea what you're mad at me about and-­­­­­"

"Whoa, hold on Ginny. I never said that I was mad at you, okay? It's just that-" before he could continue, Ron cut him off.

"Now this is what I need to see!" Ron called out as he sat in the space between Harry and I. He draped his arm across my shoulder as well as Harry's. "My best mate and my little sister talking, but maybe in the near future something more, yeah Harry?"

I blushed as I shrugged Ron's arm off of my shoulder. "For your information, Ronald, yes, Harry and I were talking but nothing more will happen between us in the near future or the far future." I stated bluntly, and then added a fake happy tone. "Okay? Ok."

With that I stood up and turned to them. "Good night to both of you, and Harry, I do hope that we can continue that conversation without Mr. Bighead." I smiled at Ron and walked off in the direction of the girls' dormitory.

I heard Ron ask Harry "WHAT were you talking about with her anyways?" Harry replied with a simple 'nothing'.

I ran up the stairs two at a time, for no particular reason, really. As I reached the door to my dormitory, I paused. I rest my back against the door and just sighed. Things were so complicated that I didn't know what to do. Everything with Harry was just so…tense. I just wanted things to be normal between us, not that they ever were but that wasn't the point.

I forced myself to turn around and opened the door. I walked into the room to see that Lavender and Parvati were listening to music, Elizabeth playing guitar (she was brought up by her mother, who was a muggle), and Hermione reading a book. Elizabeth looked up from playing.

"Hey Ginny, where were you?" She asked.

"Oh, just talking to Colin about something." I responded as I threw myself into my bed.

My head landed in the pillows and I just lay there. After about 30 seconds, I finally got up, seeing as I didn't want to suffocate. I sat up with my legs folded as I said something completely stupid.

"Do you guys think that there's a good side to Malfoy?" As soon as the words escaped my mouth, my eyes widen as did theirs.

"Wh-What?" Parvati stuttered.

"Did you just ask if there's a good side to Malfoy?" Lavender asked with disgust.

"Well, I mean there has to be something good about everyone, right?" My own voice was quizzical.

"Well, Ginny, people, no matter how bad they are, do have something good about them but Malfoy, doesn't happen to be, how do I say this nicely? An actual person. You know someone who has emotion, can feel something, think of others, those are qualities Malfoy doesn't and will never have." Lavender responded coldly.

"Yeah, I guess so," My voice faded off.

"And besides, why do you care Ginny? I mean everyone knows how both your families hate each other and that you stood up to him. You said yourself that you wanted to give Malfoy a taste of his own medicine."

"Ok, Lavender, I was just asking because, hello, it's normal to wonder. Don't go acting like I actually think that there's a good side to Malfoy, I was just wondering if there was, and I mean you guys know him better than I do."

"GINNY!"

I swear that voice shook the whole room, maybe the whole girls' dormitory. There was only one person who would even be capable of doing it, and it just happens to be Ron.

"Was that Ron?" Elizabeth questioned Hermione and me.

"I think you shouldn't go down there by yourself Ginny. I'm worried of what Ron might do. After all he does sound angry." Hermione added in.

"Angry? Ron sounds furious!" Lavender exclaimed.

"I should go down there, but would you accompany me Hermione?"

"GINNY!" His voice went again.

"Sure," Her voice didn't sound confident, even though it always did.

I got up from my bed and grabbed my wand just in case as did Hermione. We both walked slowly down the stairs.

"Do have any idea why Ron would be furious at you?" Hermione questioned me in a whisper.

"No, I didn't do anything, unless,"

"Unless what?"

"Unless Colin said something, but I doubt he would." I was sure of that, unless he wanted me to hex him, which he and everybody else knows I can do very well.

"What have you been talking about with Colin anyways?"

"Something that is so complicated that no on could get it, not even me." I laughed slightly as Hermione joined me.

We only noticed that we had reached the common room by Ron's angry voice saying "You shouldn't be laughing."

"Geeze, Ron, you make it sound like I killed someone." My voice still held a giggle.

"Might as well have." There was fire in my brother's eyes and let me just tell you, it wasn't the fire from the fireplace.

"Yeah and my first victim would have been you." I smiled sarcastically.

"Ginny, this is not a time to be sarcastic." Harry added quietly.

"Why?" My voice held question.

I heard Ron trying to breathe in deeply and apparently calm down. When I turned to him, I saw Hermione telling him to breathe deeply, but her eyes were locked with Harry's. My eyes went back and forth between them; it was like they were having their own telepathic conversation with their eyes.

"Ok, so why am I here?"

"Ginny, now's not the time." Colin commented.

Colin was silently leaning against the wall near the window where Harry stood. He was dressed in a white t-shirt and pajama pants and his hair was ruffled, which puzzled me. The only time his hair was ruffled was when he ran his hand through it various times, which he only did when he was nervous.

I turned my attention to Ron, who was trying very hard to keep calm. He raised his hands to his face and sighed deeply. When he opened his eyes, they still held the same fire in them.

"Well now is the time for me ok, Colin? Why did you yell for me to come down here, Ron?" I should have listened to Colin.

"Why? Why, you ask. Let me tell you why, HOW COULD YOU?" His voice rose with every word said. "I mean, come on Ginny, how could you? How could you disgrace me like that? WELL OBVIOULSLY WE CAN BE A DISGRACE IF YOU ASK HIM!"

"What are you talking about?" Ron's face was as red as his hair.

"What am I talking about? What am I talking about? YOU SHOULD KNOW VERY WELL WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" Ron yelled with fury as I barely heard everyone rushing down the stairs.

I could hear most of the Gryffindors whisper about why Ron was yelling so loudly at this time at night. I could hear Parvati and Lavender whisper something about how Ron was mad at me because of something to do with Harry. I heard Dennis trying to get Colin's attention to explain to him as to why Ron was acting the way he was. By now, my fury was building up.

"Well guess what? I DON'T! So, now that you know that I don't know, enlighten me and tell me the reason why you had to take Hermione and me from our dormitory along with the rest of the Gryffindors!" I yelled as I inched up to my brother's face.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT GINNY! DON'T YOU FORGET THAT I AM STILL YOUR OLDER BROTHER!"

"I CAN TALK TO YOU HOWEVER I PLEASE! YOU CAN NOT BOSS ME AROUND, OK RONALD!" I yelled back at him.

"DON'T MAKE ME TELL MUM!" he threatened.

"OH YES, YOU MUST TELL MUM BECAUSE YOU CAN NOT CONTROL YOUR OWN BABY SISTER! PATHETIC!" I snarled at him as I turned on my heel and started to walk up the stairs to the girls' dormitory.

"GINEVRA WEALSEY, YOU WILL NOT LEAVE UNTIL I'M FINISHED TALKING TO YOU, RESPECT ME!" He yelled back to stop me.

"First off, YOU RESPECT ME RONALD WEASLEY and secondly, YOU ARE NOT TALKING TO ME, YOU'RE YELLING AT ME!"

"I'M SURE YOU WOULDN'T YELL AT YOUR PRECIOUS LITTLE DREAM BOY!"

"FOR THE LAST TIME, HARRY IS NOT MY DREAM BOY!"

"I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT HIM, I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOUR LOVER BOY AKA THE ONE YOU'VE BEEN DAYDREAMING ABOUT, AND IF YOU STILL CAN'T COMPREHEND WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT, LET ME ELABORATE!"

My heart stopped beating, my heart just dropped. My breath caught in my throat and my mind was begging him not to say anything. I would have said something, but I was so speechless. He hadn't said it yet, but I knew he would and I just cringed before it happened. And I knew the one person who would have told him, Colin.

"PEOPLE KNOW HIM AS THE FUTURE DEATH EATER," the Gryffindors gasped. "THE PRINCE OF SLYTERIN, IN OTHER WORDS, DRACO MALFOY!"

A/N: Sorry I took so long to update this, but I kept on getting writer's blocks on this chapter, finished it at about 11:32 at night just so I could get it up for you guys as soon as I could. Oh and before I forget to tell you guys in the story it says slew which is a past tense of slay, like slay the dragon. I'm not sure if that's right, but if it's not, feel free to tell me the correct word, and I'll correct it. And I just love your guys' reviews, it makes me feel so accomplished and so special. LOL. Remember to R&R!