Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Co. All belong to J.K. Rowling, the master of imagination. Also, the lyrics are from When You Love Someone by: Drop'n Harmony featuring Premiere and Because I Love You by: Drop'n Harmony (they're just so awesome).

A/n: Do any of you actually have a thought on what is going to happen in the future of this story? Just wondering. I should finish this story before the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix comes out!! Thank you, all of you reviewers!! I hope you're still reading the story!!

Incomplete By: E*star

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"Divinations is next. Crikey!" Colin rummaged through his book bag to find his Divination's textbook. "What are we going to do today?"

"I think…" Ginny had her chin in her hands and she looked up at the ceiling, as they walked to Professor Trelawny's classroom. "Tarot cards."

Colin climbed up the ladder first and helped Ginny inside. "Always quite the gentleman, are you Colin?"

He smirked and shrugged, sitting down next to Ginny on the floor like ever other student that was already in the room.

It passed five minutes after class was supposed to start, but Trelawny hadn't shown up yet. One kid said, "Party!" and then at that moment, Trelawny stepped out of the mist that had filled the room.

"There will be no parties, Mr. Hooper, we will be predicting with the cards today," said the divinations professor in a spooky voice that sent chills up everyone's back. "Pick a partner and one shall get a pack a cards from the closet over there-" she pointed at the closet behind her as she spoke to them, "-and begin."

Trelawny eyed Ginny and Colin after they had gotten their cards and said, "Ah, I see you two are partners. I don't suppose you will be going together to the ball?" Ginny and Colin nodded. "I didn't guess, I had a dream about it…"

As she turned away to help the other students, Ginny and Colin looked at each other with smiling faces.

"She had a dream about us going to the ball…" Colin whispered, trying hard to keep from laughing out loud and making the other students think he was weird. "She probably heard Parvati telling Lavender before Parvati's, you know, accident."

"Yeah," Ginny said nodding and shuffling the cards. Ginny stacked the cards neatly before her. "Now I have to pick a card from the deck for the Significator…" Ginny took a card and placed it in front of Colin. It was a King of Cups. "This means you have light brown hair and a fair complexion."

Colin ran his hands through his light brown hair. "I guess it works."

Ginny nodded, placing that in the middle of the table. She took another card and said, following the books order, "That covers him." It was the Ten of Wands. "I means your environment at the moment if good-luck and good fortune, but it also means false-seeming, disguise, perfidy…" She put the card on top of the Significator diagonally.

"I have no idea what that means. Oh well," said Colin, shrugging.

Picking up the second card and said, "This is his obstacle." It was the Page of Pentacles. "Your obstacle is your scholarship?"

Colin shook his head. "Not so much."

Ginny shrugged, placing that card horizontally on top of the Significator and the first card. Getting another card from the deck, she said, "This crowns him." She placed this before the two of them and said, "The Two of Cups, which means love and friendship, is the best you can arrive at."

"OK…" Colin said, an eyebrow rising.

She put the third card above the Significator and got another card, "This is beneath him." It was the Eight of Pentacles. "It means craftsmanship, skill in craft and business, which is what you have to work with and use."

"Very true. My photographing skills."

Ginny shrugged and went on. Colin's fifth card was the Ten of Swords. It meant that sadness was the problem that he was now passing. Colin raised the other eyebrow.

His sixth card, which meant what was coming into action in his life, was The Chariot. It meant trouble.

Finally, Ginny took four cards out of the deck. The first card was the Ace of Cups; it meant that joy was his attitude to the problem and it signifies himself ("Huh?" said Colin, scratching his head).

His second card signified his environment in the affair, the Two of Pentacles, meaning that gaiety was the influence, people, and events about him.

Colin was growing very bored. Nothing exiting was happening in his cards.

The third card was Death, which meant that death was his, either, hopes or fears ("Definitely fear. Fear, fear, fear," said Colin, wringing his hands).

The fourth and last card told them what was to come in Colin's life. It was the Devil. Ginny read from the book, the Devil meant, "Ravage, violence, vehemence, etc…"

Ginny and Colin looked up at each other, both having surprised and frightened expressions on their faces, but sweat on their forehead. Ginny sat up straight and laughed. "Ha! What a load of rubbish!" It is a load of rubbish because nothing is going to happen to Colin. Nothing.

Colin sat up straight, too, except he still had a worried appearance on. "Yeah, loads of rubbish…"

~*~

The Yule Ball was tomorrow, and every girl at Hogwarts were nervous, happy, and giggly ("A sin," said Harry, "Giggling should be a sin." Ron nodded). Ginny, for one, wasn't any of those. She was bored, sick and tired of "the ball is in one day!!" from every girl and she really wanted to kick something, or at least make something injured. Badly.

Finally, it was the day of the ball and Ginny was still sick. August also felt the way she did and didn't even eat her pudding.

Clarissa, one of Ginny's roommates, rolled her eyes at Ginny, "It's the day of the ball and I saw your dress robes. Get your lazy arse out of that bed and get ready with the rest of us."

"I don't want to. I don't even want to go to the ball anymore," said Ginny, her voice muffled by the pillow she had her face buried in.

Clarissa rolled her eyes again and grabbed Ginny's hand. "Alright, I'm pulling you out."

"Why're you even doing this, Clare?"

"Because Hermione is nagging me to get you out of your bloody bed. Now, come on."

Ginny got up and out of her bed and into the bathroom to splash herself with cold water. She looked at the clock and saw it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Grabbing her robes, shoes, and everything else she needed, she followed Clarissa to the fifth year girls' bathroom.

"Ginny, you made it!" exclaimed Hermione, walking to her and hugged her.

Ginny didn't smile. "Stay away, I still have to brush my teeth."

Hermione stepped away, letting Ginny make her way to the sink. "Someone got out of he wrong side of the bed this morning."

"No, it was just Clare waking me up," said Ginny, putting toothpaste on her toothbrush.

Clarissa, who was with her friends and helping one with their hair, rolled her eyes. "It's not my fault that you're acting so crabby." She stuck her tongue out at Ginny and Ginny rolled her own eyes.

Parvati, who had a bandage on her forehead, had her hands on her hips and said, "Alright you two, stop rolling your eyes at each other. I don't need any arguments in my- I mean our- bathroom."

"We're not arguing, we're just quarrelling. Tons of hilarious insults ahead."

Ginny shook her head, trying not to smile, as she turned to look in the mirror. She finished brushing her teeth and began brushing her hair. Soon enough, her hair was shiny and smooth. She pointed her wand at her hair, making it wavier and she conjured up some white flowers. She set her wand down and began staring at the mirror, endlessly. Without even touching her wand, the flowers began to dance around her head and began being one with the strands of hair.

Hermione watched this and walked over. "How did you do that, Ginny?"

Ginny wasn't even paying attention. She had her eyes closed and she had her arms rising higher and higher, until Hermione put her hands on Ginny's shoulders. "Ginny!"

"What?" asked Ginny politely, turning to Hermione. The rest of the flowers dropped on the floor, disappearing. "What is it, Hermione?"

Hermione's thoughts began to dissolve from her head. "Uh, your hair, it's so beautiful."

"Thanks." Ginny smiled. "Now, all I need to do is my make-up. Honestly, I hate wearing those stuff."

Hermione shrugged. "You and me both. But we us girls do like to look good."

"What a girl does for beauty. It sickens me," Ginny spoke with a grossed out voice.

"Yeah. Well, then if you're already done, can you help me with my hair?"

"Are you leaving it the way it is or are you going to slick it like last year?" asked Ginny, playing with Hermione's hair.

Hermione shrugged. "I guess I should leave it."

"Wonderful," said Ginny, grabbing a violet ribbon that matched her dress robes and began braiding her hair. "How about a French twist? Original, yet, beautiful."

Hermione shrugged again. Ginny began picking hairs, twisting them together to make a pattern. When she finally finished, Ginny tied Hermione's hair with the ribbon.

Lavender passed by them and she smiled at Hermione. "Wow, I like your hair!"

Hermione went red in the face. "Thanks."

Ginny checked her watch. "I have to be there early to help Colin prepare his sets."

~*~

Ron, Harry, Colin, and many other boys waited patiently (and maybe not so much patiently) in the common room, killing time by playing Exploding Snap or Chess.

Dean checked his watch and sighed, "Why the bloody hell are they taking to long?"

Colin sighed too. "Ginny told me that they'd be spending hours in the fifth year girls' bathroom getting ready." He got up to go to the bathroom.

Ron shook his head in disgust. "That's frightening!" Ron then checked if laces would magically appear on his new dark blue robes, since it was a gift from the twins.

Harry wore the ones he wore last year. He would be going with Padma Patil to the ball. Dean heard that Harry didn't have a date, so he asked Parvati (who had just recovered from the attack) and her sister didn't have a date either ("But honestly," said Parvati in a tired voice, "He wasn't even decent enough to pay any attention to me last year, I don't see why he deserves my sister.").

At last, someone was walking down the dormitory stairs. The boys all looked up from their games and conversations and their eyes were bulged and mouths dropped down to the floor.

The girl that was walking down the steps had her long, wavy red hair down and entwined with white flowers. A silver chain hung from her neck with a luminous bauble hanging from the chain, making her neck look like a cave with a glow within it. Her sparkling dress robes floated around her magically and her skin looked like it was shimmering. She just looked up from fixing her shoes and was startled when she saw all the looks she was receiving.

Knowing her cheeks were already flushed, Ginny, the girl who had just walked down to the common room, walked all the way down the stairs and over to her brother. "Where's Colin?" she asked quietly to Ron.

"He went to the bathroom, didn't he, Harry?" Ron turned to Harry, but he was staring at Ginny, captivated, like every other male in the room. "Harry!" Ron hissed, nudging Harry in the ribs.

"Huh?" Harry asked stupidly.

"It's my sister your eyes are glued to! You gross me out."

Ginny couldn't help but turned even redder. "I guess I look alright?" she asked her brother and Harry.

Ron shrugged. "I guess, considering EVERYONE IS STARING AT MY SISTER!" He shouted at all the boys that were still watching Ginny, making them all turn away.

Colin came into the common room and stood next to Ginny. "Hi, Gin, ready to go now?"

Ginny turned and beamed at Colin. "Yeah. I got my stuff," she raised her case.

Colin lifted his case up and the camera around his neck. "Let's go then."

Ginny waved at Ron and Harry and turned to the door when finally Harry got out, "You look nice, Ginny."

She turned to look at him and smiled and waved. "Thanks. 'Bye."

Then, Colin and Ginny left.

Ron eyed Harry and Harry tried to ignore Ron's hard stare that felt like drills piercing through his neck.

~*~

"Did you make Creevey help you make money for your damn family, or is this just for fun?" drawled Draco Malfoy with Pansy at his side. "Creevey must be the next best thing because Potty didn't ask you." They both cackled and Ginny muttered curses to them as they walked away.

Colin put a hand on her shoulders. "Ignore the prat."

Ginny nodded, eyes narrowed and fuming.

Halfway through out the ball, Ginny and Colin took a break and started to dance with everyone else. Ginny's hand was in pain from all the drawing, but she overlooked it and enjoyed all the time she could.

Ginny and Colin saw Hermione and Ron, dancing together ("Now, that's a first," whispered Ginny to herself) and Colin, who had his camera around his neck still, took a picture. Ginny giggled. She also saw that Harry gave in to dance with Padma and she couldn't help but feel jealous. But Ginny shrugged it off when a slow song began and Colin took her by the hand. "I heard this was the best song of the year."

Ginny nodded as the words and tune began to familiarize to her.

… When you love someone,

Truly love someone,

No matter how hard you try

Sometimes you can't let go…

And if the one you love,

Should feel the same way in return,

Then make the one you love yours forever…

Colin had magically put his camera back into his case. Ginny smiled and began dancing with Colin, swaying to the music. Her arms were around his neck and his arms were around her waist.

She remembered back in their second year, Colin was shorter than Ginny by a few inches, and the year after that, he was only an inch shorter. But now, he was two inches taller.

Ginny rested her head on his shoulder and closed here eyes, so much wanting the night to end so she could rest and soak her hands in warm water. Then, before she knew it, Ginny had fallen asleep.

The drums were gone, but that foreign chant was still there. The bauble was flying, like it was trying to break free from the chain, and was leading her through the purple fog that was there before. Finally, the bauble fell back down and the fog disappeared, revealing rain, and a redheaded girl with white robes on with a dagger in her hand, thrashing someone with it and making the blood splatter across her white robes.

It was such a sickening sight! Ginny, who just stood there, about getting ready to vomit across the wet grass, had her eyes wide open, wanting them to be shut at that instant. But she couldn't. It was like her eye lids were frozen, unable to move. Then, like a crack of a whip, Ginny became the girl with the dagger and couldn't stop stabbing. The rain was splashing around her, her hair already damp and her robes too. When she tried to scream, she became deaf. No sounds were heard, even the wind blowing past her ears.

It was just her heartbeat and the loud thumping in her head. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

"Ginny, The song is over."

Ginny's eyes were open, looking around her, and her head still on Colin's shoulder. Raising her head, she shyly grinned at him. "Oh."

"C'mon, wanna go back to the set?"

She shrugged, not really wanting to go.

Tugging her hand because she was walking real slowly, Colin looked back at her. Her eyes looked tired and she wasn't smiling. She caught him looking at her and he grinned. She smiled back.

Thirty minutes had passed and all the customers were Slytherins, nagging them and criticizing them, especially to Ginny, who was drawing them (which was something to be easily criticized at and since she was a Weasley). When finally, she and Colin had enough.

Colin got up from fixing his camera and stood in front of the Slytherin, between them and Ginny. "Listen, if you just came here to pass judgment on us, then leave. Now, before I really get angry."

Ginny was surprised. She has never seen Colin like this.

The Slytherin couple left right then. Ron, who saw what had happened, came over with Hermione. "I just saw two people who looked identical to Malfoy and Pansy pass by. What happened?"

Ginny got up. "Oh, the usual. 'You're doing a crappy job on that picture, Weasley!' or 'If you're going to keep up this ugly work, I'm not going to pay!' Can it be anymore annoying?"

Hermione patted her shoulder apologetically. "Oh, I wish those Slytherins would just disappear from the face of the Earth."

Ginny nodded and shrugged. "Yeah. Oh well."


Just then, McGonagall came over. "I suppose you two would like to enjoy the rest of your evening?"

Colin and Ginny looked at each other, nodding, and then looking back at McGonagall. "Alright, you can leave your stuff with me."

McGonagall pointed her wand at the cases and they disappeared. "They will be back at the common room."

Colin and Ginny nodded and smiled when she left. "Finally! A break for my hands!"

Colin laughed. "My throat is kind of sore from asking questions to the customers."

Fred, who listened into their conversation, said; "Now you know the life of a business man."

Ginny rolled her eyes. Colin and Ginny began to walk and talk when they had bumped into Harry. "Hi."

Colin waved and Ginny smiled. "Hi, Harry. Where's Padma?"

Harry jut his thumb behind him and Ginny saw Padma dancing with Neville. "I was… I was wondering if you'd like to dance with… with me. If it's OK with Colin-?"

"Of course it is. I'll see you guys later." Then Colin waved and left.

After a moment to think where to put their hands, they settled holding hands and his hand on her shoulder and her hand his shoulder. The light in the bauble flickered and then dimmed and so did the Great Hall lights. It was to 'match the mood' to the song and make it seem more romantic. Ginny knew she was blushing, and so she thanked the heavens that it was too dark for Harry to see. Since the room was dim, someone had accidentally bumped into Harry, making him step closer to Ginny to stop him from toppling over.

"Sorry," mutter Harry. He looked down at his shoes.

"It's alright." Ginny had noticed that he hadn't step back and she was unable to control the blood rushing to her cheeks. She bowed her head.

There was a time when I used to run away,

Anytime I started to fall 'cause

No one's ever been very kind to me,

No baby, not very kind at all,

Until you, you stole my heart away,

Somehow it helped restore my faith,

There's something I thought wasn't for me,

Now come so easily,

Because I love you.

"Ginny," Harry started, "I want to tell you something."

She looked up with her brown eyes brilliantly smiling at him. "Yes? What is it?"" she asked politely.

With much embarrassment, Harry's face colored. He forgot what he was going to say. "I- um- I forgot. Sorry."

"It's alright. You can tell me later, when you remember."

Harry felt too embarrassed, he wanted to crawl under the tables and slap himself. Behind Ginny, Harry saw Draco glare at him. Malfoy and Pansy twirled near them and when Draco stepped toward Pansy, she stepped back, her bottom harshly pushing Ginny into Harry. Fortunately and unfortunately, Ginny stepped on Harry's foot to break her fall.

From behind her, she heard the two Slytherin fifth years' chortle. Ginny knew she was as red as her Weasley hair and she saw Harry wince. Stepping away from Harry, far away, she muttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to step on your foot. I-" She felt ashamed, mortified. She walked away, hidden by the dancing couples, and her face in her hands.

It was too dark to see where Ginny had gone and Harry couldn't find her by looking over everyone's heads.

Ginny sat on the floor outside and her bauble lit up. She closed her eyes, whishing she could be back up in her room. "Ugh, stupid ball, stupid Slytherins, stupid feet, stupid robes, stupid hair, stupid song, stupid Harry for asking me to dance with you, stupid Colin, leaving me alone with Harry, stupid me for saying yes to Harry. Stupid idiot," she kept muttering to herself.

Taking a flower out of her hair, she began peeling the petals off. After every petal, she would say, "Go to common room, apologize to Harry. Go to common room, apologize to Harry…"

The last petal was 'Apologize to Harry' and Ginny crumpled the flower. "Oh, why should I even listen to you?" She threw the flower across the ground. But if she got up to go to the common room, anyway, and cross the Great Hall, there was a great chance she would have to face Harry.

You're the flame that sets my soul on fire,

That special girl I pray for every night,

That pretty melody

That plays over and over again in my head

Because I love you.

A pair of red eyes watched and the Weasley girl from the top of the castle, narrowing. It was listening to everything around it. It flapped its wings, letting loose, raven-like feathers to fall. It took flight, about getting ready to squawk. But a hooded figure that stood behind the many bushes across from the little redhead was pointing a wand at her, about ready to speak a curse, when someone behind the figure tackled, making both of them fall out of the bushes.

Ginny stood up, frightened.

Snape looked up at her as he struggled with the hooded person and shouted, "Run! Get Dumbledore!"

With nothing else to do and her pulse racing, Ginny ran into the Great Hall, bumping into Harry on the way to Dumbledore.

~*~

The red eyes stopped. It perched itself back on the castle, watching and listening.

~*~

A/n: Scary, or not so much? I don't know myself, so I consider answering that question a "don't answer" kind of question. Until the next chapter… :: Scene fades while I put on my headphones, the music that is playing is 'Ain't Life Funny' from J.Lo ft. Ja Rule.::