A/N: Yes! I have returned. After battling with a short bout of writer's block, I have come back. Yes, this is a rather sucky chapter compared to the rest, but, hey, I tried. Now, enjoy, and as always review with brutal honesty. By the way, I'm looking for a new title, so any suggestions would be GREATLY appreciated. Enjoy!

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"Sir?" Draco voiced, the words cutting through the silence, and echoing off the dungeon walls. Ten minutes early Snape had silently closed the only door to his office, sat down behind his desk, and started an intense gaze of Draco's whole being. After only a minute of this, the tension mounted, and five minutes after that, the blond found himself shifting nervously in his seat across from Snape.

Shifting? Nervously? Me? A Malfoy, nervous?

Yes, he needed help, and fast.

Draco cleared his throat under the escalating uneasiness, and found he could not take it a moment longer. "Sir?"

"Yes?"

"Why - why are you staring like that sir?"

"I was not aware I was staring in any way, Mr. Malfoy."

"It was a look. One where it seemed you were trying to figure out who I was." Pausing to reflect Draco added, "No, it might have been a 'Did I remember my socks this morning?' look." Pausing a moment to pondering on the exact look, the young boy managed to miss the mystified stare that was shot at him.

Snape spoke out, breaking through Draco's thoughts. "Now, Mr. Malfoy, you told me you believe you were charmed, by the Entrancement Enchantment at that. Is that correct?"

"Yes sir." Even just the mere idea of the topic sent Draco's mind reeling back those blasted curls.

"That is a rather serious accusation. Mind if I ask you how you came to this conclusion?"

Sighing, he realized that at some point the story must be told. "Well, you see sir, it started about a week after the beginning of the first term . . ."

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"Ginny?" Ron slowly waved a hand in front of her face, a concerned look crossing his face. Through out dinner he had noticed (though rather casually at first) that his younger sister seemed to be preoccupied with something else. Sliding her food around her plate and staring off in the direction of the nearest wall, the youngest Weasley seemed to be in another world all together.

George looked up from where he was actively wolfing down his dinner at record speed, and noticed Ron waving his hand around. "Ginny, are you there?"

Around a large chunk of meat poking out of his mouth, Fred managed to cough out, "Oh, leave her be, and let her fantasize about Harry all she wants." As soon as this was spoken, the three boys turned simultaneously towards the young red-head. Shrugging at the lack of reaction to the provoking statement, Fred continued to shovel everything edible with in reach, and made a mental note to brush up on his annoyance skills.

Ron glanced down the table at where his best friend (former best friend, he corrected himself) sat with the other fourth years. If he had his way, Ginny'd stop devoting any thoughts to that lying, egotistical, spotlight-stealer, Potter. With any luck, he'd realize how wrong sneaking himself into the contest was, during the first task.

Ron shook his head slightly, and turned to Ginny. "GINNY!"

The said girl jumped, sending her fork clattering to the floor, and ignored the other stares everyone was giving for Ron's sudden out burst.

"Ouch, Ron." she snapped back, quickly willing the onlookers to turn back away, "Was screaming in my ear really necessary?" Ginny bent down and calmly retrieved her fork, eyes swiftly darting across the room in the process.

"Well when nothing else works, yes, it is."

Ginny answered this with a glare, and returned to pushing her food around her plate.

"Gin?" Ron broke in, voice dripping with brotherly concern, "Are you okay? Anything wrong?"

Bitterly, Ginny laughed on the inside. Everything was falling apart in her world, of course something was wrong! All she knew and loved was slowly falling away, and Ron had the nerve to ask if she was okay?

Out loud Ginny heard herself snap, "Of course everything's fine, not that you care anyway."

Ron leaned back, slightly startled. "Fine, Gin, just forget I said anything." Turning away, Ron shook his head slowly, then started to talk rapidly with Seamus. Ginny sighed, and looked down at her plate of mush. One of the few times Ron acted brotherly, acted like he actually cared for her, and she ruined it by snapping his head off.

Without meaning to, Ginny felt her eyes dart across the Great Hall to the Slytherin table.

What was she doing?

'Maybe' Ginny thought to herself, 'Maybe I'm just sick. Or . . . I'm losing my mind. Or even, I've contracted a rare and mind-altering tropical disease'

Yes, that was it. It had to be. A tropical disease was the only explanation for why-

Well, a tropical disease couldn't be so bad, could it? In fact, she thought excitedly, it could even turn out to be a great adventure. Just like in all those Muggle romances. Yes, she could just see it. As soon as Ginny was professionally diagnosed and given six months to live, she'd meet a sweet, lonely, artistic boy, hidden under a hard exterior, due to his harsh upbringing. He'd read about her in some magazine, and immediately fall madly in love with her. He'd write, and they'd become close, fast. At their first meeting (in the hospital, due to Ginny's disease), he'd pretend to be tough, for her sake. Together, they'd cry over the unfairness of it all, and at the same time, fall into such a deep, passionate love, that not even death could separate them. During her finally moments, Ginny'd whisper sweet nothings and promise to see him again, as she ran her hands through his sliver-blonde hair and-

His what hair?

Ginny shook her head, trying to clear the jumbled thoughts clogging her brain. Looking ever so slightly sideways, she caught a glimpse of that icy blond hair as it's owner ran by. Her breath caught, and her pulse jumped.

Or maybe, just maybe, the real reason she was acting so strange was because-

Ginny jumped up, ignoring the stares of shock and worry that were sent her way. Taking in a deep shaky breath, the red head whirled around and darted to the other side of the Great Hall in record time. Hurling the doors to the Entrance Hall open, and giving a slight wince as they slammed shut behind her, Ginny raced out the main doors, and out onto the grounds. Still running, not stopping for a minute to calm the persistent stitch in her side, or to take in a good breath, she flew to the shore of the lake. She threw her self down on the ground, and stared wildly into the lake.

What was going on?

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Ron stared, eyes wide, as he watched his sister run at full speed out the Great Hall doors.

"What's wrong with her?" Seamus asked, shoving a spoonful of pudding into his mouth. Ron shrugged, glancing one last time at the doors Ginny had disappeared through.

"Maybe she's sick?" Dean supplied.

"Can't be, she never gets sick. Mum says she has the immune system of a cow. Or maybe it was a horse."

"Maybe something she ate is going bad."

Ron looked closely at the half-eaten potatoes, and the still whole lamb chop. "She didn't eat anything, though."

Seamus and Dean shrugged back at him, and turned back to their earlier conversation.

Perplexed, Ron looked again at Ginny's plate. No, she couldn't be sick.

But, for the rest of dinner, Ron didn't even so much as touch the potatoes or lamp chops.

Just in case.

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