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This chapter's a bit short. Sorry!
Suddenly Ginny was immensely conscious of her still soaking wet, grass-stained robes. "What are you doing awake?" She asked, deciding to try to play it cool. Harry's entrance behind her brother scattered that resolve like feathers in the wind.
"We were having trouble sleeping and decided to investigate who was coming into the common room at 1:30 in the morning," Harry said with a wry smile as he stepped towards her. "You're soaking wet! What were you doing?"
She stared at him. "Uh… um…" Damn! She hadn't been ready for this! Her mind tried to race its way through the dizzy happiness clouding it but was finding it hard. Suddenly she had an idea. "I was keeping an eye on Malfoy." Not even a complete lie, either.
"What?"
"Harry, you said yourself that he was up to something. I thought I'd see if I could figure out what it was."
Both of them were gaping at her as though she had suddenly transformed into Ron's most recent attempt at transfiguring a raven into a goblet. "At 1 AM?" Ron asked finally.
She smiled, trying to show just a little bit of disdain for the question. "I overheard him talking to some of his lackeys about going out by the lake to work on the 'task'." She sighed. "I didn't see anything, but it was slippery out there and I fell into the lake."
Harry shook his head. "And you guys yell at me for keeping an eye on him during the day!"
"Gin, never do something like that again!" Ron stormed. "What if he'd been out there? He could have hurt you!"
Ginny, still a bit pre-occupied with Draco's method of 'hurting her' found herself saying, "oh I doubt it…"
Harry snorted, taking it as an insult to the Slytherin's talents.
"Alright, I'll give you that," Ron agreed, "but if someone else had been out there with him it could have been disastrous." He hugged her. "Just… don't do it again, okay? You're lucky there're no classes tomorrow."
"Extremely lucky," she agreed.
"Gin, go get some sleep, okay? No more worrying about what Ferret-face is doing."
"Yeah, Harry'll do plenty of that for all of us." Ron said, giving her a little nudge towards the dormitory steps.
She changed quickly into pajamas and ran a comb through her hair. Only when she was under her covers did she heave a huge sigh of relief. Ron and Harry had believed her. She could only hope that she could continue coming up with excuses if these late night meetings continued.
A/N: Hopefully I'll have the next chapter done before too long. Of course, that time is guaranteed to be shorter with reviews...