A/N Thank you my first and favorite reviewer! Miss IlOvErUpErTgRiNt rox! Oh, all of this poetry is original from… Me!

Fingers in the Water

Ginny ran her hands along the water. It was so beautiful. Both the water and the poetry were beautiful! She wished she knew who it was. He seemed to be really sweet. She yearned to see him now… Right this very second!

She stood up and walked as quickly as she could back to class. She hated being late for things. Especially Potions class. Snape gave terrible punishments. She could even swear that one of his biggest hobbies would be sitting in his room trying to think up delicious, evil punishments for the children!

She had pictures of the boy in her head. Brown hair maybe… Blue eyes and a motorcycle! Maybe he was part faerie and could fly! He would hold her in his arms and just sing to her, his wings fluttering around the two of them! She shivered just thinking about him!

Maybe he was an angel, sent from heaven to make her days more enjoyable. Maybe he was a ghost, or maybe he was a god! Cupid himself sent down from Mount Olympus, divorcing Psyche, just to be with her and love her every day and night until the day they both died!

She ran as quickly as she could to get to her class when she realized that she had left her homework! Damn it! She turned and ran back.

When she got to class, there was a letter on her desk.

"WHO IS FOLLOWING ME!?" she yelled, but was very embarrassed to realize that it was her potions test from the previous week. Well, at least she got a B!

She sat down and groaned when 23 points were taken away from the house.

"Who's following me? Who is FOLLOWING ME!? Why did I have to start screeching like a lunatic about people following me? Now people are going to think I'm insane talking to myself and what no-"

She was silenced when she slammed into someone and fell onto the ground. She looked up only to see a thick patch of white hair. The boy was scrambling to get up… Wait. White hair? Boy? There was only one possibility.

It was Draco Malfoy.

"Watch where you're going you stupid Mudblood lover. Some of us are too busy to have to associate with Weasleys." Ginny looked down at her now very dusty clothes and felt herself whimper.

Malfoy just looked at her and didn't start walking away.

"What's your problem now? Don't know a simple cleaning spell?" She shook her head.

"No. I don't know cleaning spells. My mom won't let me." He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Here."

He pulled out his wand and whispered something under his breath. The robes were perfectly clean.

Ginny smiled widely and spun in a circle. "Thank you!" He just rolled his eyes and walked away. "Just don't get in my way anymore, Weasley." She didn't know what to say!

She nodded wordlessly as the ever so mean Malfoy walked away from her.

~*~

When she got to her room she was pleasantly surprised to see that there were no poems in her room. Was it just a prank?

She hoped it wasn't…

But then again, it was kind of sweet to have someone writing poems for her… She just wished she knew who it was. And if it was a prank, who would be so cruel as to do something to make her believe she was loved when she really wasn't?

People were just so cruel! Ginny's blood was getting hot. She was no longer slightly nervous about people sending her those poems, she was now angry! The next poem she got, if she got any, she'd find out who it was and would kill, kill, KILL!!

She eased herself into a nice sleep, but was still angry. Would she have nightmares? No. But the person writing her poetry was sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing her bangs back and just looking at her as she slept.

A/N Sorry about the lack of poetry this chap! I can't find my notebook! But the next chapter will have a BILLION poems I promise!