Disclaimer: Harry Potter rights reserved to J.K. Rowling, except for Hermione's little sister and maybe a few others later.

A/N: Sorry this took a few days to write. I just didn't seem to be in the mood to write until now. Thanks to my two reviewers for the reviews and here's chapter 2! Hope you like it. Please read and review.

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Chapter 2- Second Yule Ball

That night Ginny didn't get much sleep and every time she did she would have the same dream as the night before. After a few hours of sleep she heard someone enter the dormitory. When she opened her eyes she saw a faint silhouette of a girl standing over her.

"Elizabeth?" Ginny asked groggily.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" Elizabeth replied.

Ginny sat upright in her four-poster bed. "No, it's all right. Is something the matter?"

"Harry and Ron sent me to check on you. We were all wondering why you weren't at breakfast." Ginny didn't speak, so Elizabeth continued, "Well, we're all downstairs in the common room. Hermione and I are going to get ready for the ball in a few hours." She turned to leave, but stopped and faced Ginny again. "Are you sure you're okay? You don't look like you got much sleep."

Ginny looked at her and she knew she couldn't keep it to herself any longer. She had to tell Elizabeth about her dream. After she had explained everything, Elizabeth was sitting on the edge of the bed shocked. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. When she finally found her voice, she stumbled for words, "Is that…that's why you screamed… the other night in the common room?" Ginny nodded. "Well, who did you see that could have possibly scared you that much?"

She hesitated a bit but finally, under her breath, muttered, "Malfoy."

"You had a dream about Malfoy?" she exclaimed, the same look of shock and disgust on her face as Hermione did when she found out Colin had asked her to the dance.

"Shh! I know. At first I thought that maybe it wasn't him, seeing as I only got a quick glimpse before waking," she said seeming to know Elizabeth's exact thoughts, "but, now, every time I close my eyes for a bit of rest the same images come racing back into my head, becoming clearer each time." She paused. "Liz, you have to promise me that no one will hear of this." She stared pleadingly into Elizabeth's soft, copper eyes.

Elizabeth stared at her for a moment then nodded. "I promise. Not a word to anyone." She looked down at the watch her parents gave her for her birthday last month. " Wow, we've got to get ready soon!"

There was a pang in Ginny's stomach as she remembered the ball. Most likely Malfoy would be there. She didn't feel like seeing him at the moment, but she wasn't about to back out. After all, she had told Hermione she would go with her, Ron, and Harry. She stood to get her dress robes just as Hermione entered.

"All right there, Ginny?" Hermione asked, her own dress robes slung over her arm.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Ginny answered, slipping on her dress robes and stepping in front of a mirror.

The rest of the time, while they were getting ready, was spent talking about the dance. Liz was teasing Hermione about liking Ron, and Hermione was doing the same about Colin. Soon all thoughts of Malfoy had gone.

Ginny was stepping slowly down the stairs to the common room so as not to fall. The bottom of her scarlet dress robes gently flowing around her feet with each step she took. Her hair was curled, fitting the shape of her face perfectly. As she reached the bottom stair she looked up and grinned. There was Ron and Harry gaping at her in awe. "Hello, Ron, Harry."

"Ginny?!" Ron sputtered as Harry managed to say, "H-hello, Ginny."

"What's the matter? Do I not look good?" She gave a playful pout. Though, she knew she looked good because by then almost every guy in the common room was staring at her.

"No! It's just that….well…. you look…."

"….Amazing," Harry finished Ron's sentence.

She grinned even more. "Why, thank you, Harry. You look good too." Just one year ago she would have blushed more then anyone could have imagined at Harry's comment, but now, nothing. For the first time he had really noticed her, not as Ron's little sister, but as Ginny Weasley, a young, beautiful, 4th year Gryffindor. She was enjoying this.

She looked at he brother. He still had the same expression on his face, but this time it wasn't his sister he was looking at. Ginny turned to see Hermione now making her way down the stairs. She was beautiful as well. Her silver dress robes reflected the light making it seem as though she were glowing. Her hair was done up in a very simple, messy bun. Simple, yet very elegant. "Shall we go down to the Great Hall now?"

As the four of them approached the doors of the Great Hall they could see a banner hanging just above them.

Welcome to the 2nd Annual Yule Ball

When they entered, Ginny couldn't help but smile. The music of a new band called Silver Echoes washed over her as she took everything in. It seemed as though they were under water. The reflection of a moonlit lake shimmered upon the walls, although, there was no water.

They made their way to an open table in the far left hand corner of the hall. Just as they sat down a slow song started up. Ginny caught Hermione's eye and gave her a look that said, 'Now's your chance.' Hermione obviously got the message because she stood up again and grabbed Ron by the arm pulling him onto the dance floor.

She sat there at the table watching the couples dance. Ron had actually gotten very good at slow dancing over the year. Not once did he step on Hermione's feet, yet this improvement may have be simply because he was paying attention to the person he was dancing with.

Every now and then Ginny would see Harry glance over at her out of the corner of her eye. She looked around. Malfoy was nowhere to be found. 'Good' she thought, but just as she thought this, none other then the blonde haired ferret, Malfoy, walked down the steps. Pansy was at his side as usual with a wouldn't-you-just-love-to-be-me-right-about-now-but-you-aren't look on her face. Many emotions ran through Ginny's body when she saw the two. Fear, anger, hatred, and...jealousy? No, it couldn't be. She had no reason to feel jealous toward neither Draco nor Pansy, didn't she?
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