He groaned rubbing his head, it was light again, but he had a funny suspicion he wasn't in Hogwarts anymore. He blinked a couple of times trying to see, but everything remained fuzzy, is this how Potter feels when he loses his damn glasses? He thought, closing his eyes and then opening them to try and see.
He froze when a voice drawled right next to his ear, "don't bother," it had a hinted humor in it.
"What do you want?" He snarled while trying hard to find out where the voice came from...it was too familiar.
It laughed, "What you don't remember me? I was after all your 'best friend' until your damn father tried to kill me...that is," it sighed, but he knew who it was and it scared him. She was suppose to be dead, a real long time ago.
"Harry?" She asked.
She felt him move once again, "yeah?"
"Alright I'll move right and you move left, usually these broom closets are narrow."
"How would you know Miss Weasley?" Humor was in his voice, "been sneaking around have you?"
She felt her face burn, "Harry James Potter! Do you want to get out or no?"
He laughed and said, "Alright, ready?"
She rolled her eyes, "yeah."
"Trinity?" He said in a stunned yet angered voice.
She laughed again, "the one and only," he could feel her on his right; her body wasn't so far from the body heat she was giving off.
"Well, be a darling and remove the spell so I can see you properly," he said smoothly.
He heard her mumble something and something stung his eye so much he had to blink; once he did everything came into focus. He smirked slightly, "well," he said in a low drawl, "isn't this a pleasant surprise."
"Hey," Harry groaned, "you know how much that hurts?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry Harry," she mumbled touching him lightly on his shoulder, "and no I wouldn't I'm not exactly a guy."
"HaHa," he said dryly, "so funny."
She shrugged; she realized that she had forgotten about her wand in her left pocket. Shows she'd be a good auror, "Now, how are we suppose to open the door?"
She furrowed her brow at Harry, "What are you doing? Harry? Wait!"
A mumble of groans escaped both their mouths, "I thought it might work," he said stiffly as he tried to get off of Ginny. Unfortunately he decided to plunge towards the door with her still in front of it.
"Yeah," she said, "Next time wait for me to get out of the way," she groaned as she felt something piercing her back bone.
He mumbled an apology while his hands moved around trying to find his wand that had fallen from the collision; he froze while she let out a surprised yelp. Light came bursting threw the door and there stood Professor Mcgonagal and Professor Snape, both not looking very happy at the position they were in. In fact Ginny never saw Professor Mcgonagal so pale and Snape... well he looked as if he may need a toilet very soon.