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NOTE!!! This used to be Vanessa's story, but I've changed the title obviously, sorry if there is any confusion!

Chapter 5: "Falling" in Love

Vanessa:

Ginny blinked up at me, apparently startled. "Come on, we've got to go to the common rooms, the feast is over." As she stood up I noticed tears rolling down her cheeks. "Ginny, what in the world is wrong?" Is she really that upset that she missed the feast? "We could just bring some food up with us, it's not a big deal." She looked at me, "What?" "Oh, I thought you were upset because you missed out on the food." Ok, dumb idea, but how was I supposed to know? "I'm not upset. Why do you think I'm upset?" She started walking towards the giant doorway, and I hurried to catch up. I looked at her, very confused. "If you're not upset than why are you crying?" That's what crying is right, a sign of being unhappy? She stopped walking and quickly wiped at her face. "Oh, I didn't realize I was. Maybe it was the onions in the food. Right. "Oh, ok." We kept walking in silence until we reached a big portrait of a fat lady in a pink dress. How tacky! Ginny looked at the woman and spoke. "Dizzy Lemurs." What?!? "That's the password," She said, like she read my mind. Wow, the headmaster must be off his rocker, what kind of password is 'Dizzy Lemurs?' We climbed into the common room. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and some guy I didn't know lounged lazily in over-stuffed chairs, Hermione deeply enveloped in a large book. Ginny walked past me and up the stairs to the dorms. Ron watched her go and then said to me, "What's her problem?" How the hell am I supposed to know? "Onions." I said to him and flopped into a chair. Harry gave out a loud yawn and I looked over at him. He smiled, "Sorry, I'm really sleepy," He looked over at Hermione and chuckled, "Looks like Herms is too." She had fallen asleep, and the book had fallen into her lap. Ron stood up, "I'm going to bed, you coming Harry?" "Yah." He walked over to Hermione and touched her arm. "Herms, love, go sleep in a bed." She smiled and they all walked up to the appropriate stairs. Ron turned to me, "Aren't you coming up, Vanessa?" "No, I'm not very tired, I think I'll read a bit." He shrugged and followed Harry. I sat in the silence for a few minutes when I heard a familiar voice in my head. Vanessa, can you hear me?

Yah, what?

I have sent a messenger to tell you the order in which you are to kill them. Go down to

the lake and follow the path. He'll be waiting in a clearing.

Ok. I said, but he wasn't there anymore.

When I got down to the lake I spotted the path. It ran around the edge of the lake for a bit and then turned left into the woods. I began walking, looking at the moon's reflection in the water. It was like a candle in a pool of ink. The water's so beautiful, I wish I could swim. I reached my hand in, but I couldn't feel the bottom. Wow, it's deep. I noticed a white shape to my right, so I straightened up and walked over to investigate. It's a boat. My father spoke to me again. The messenger is waiting across the lake. Go there in this boat. A boy is wandering around the meeting place, so I had to pick another. I pulled the rope holding the boat ashore loose and climbed in gingerly. I started to row long strokes. Halfway across I decided to take a moment to rest; my arm still ached from jumping off the train. As I was looking into the water a gust of wind blew over me, carrying my scarf into the air and dropping it into the water about two feet away. Oh man, give me a break. I reached for the scarf, reached a bit more, and then stood up in the boat. I know, I know, it's amazingly stupid to stand up, but I really love that scarf. I picked up an oar and stuck it out, trying to pull in my scarf. I took one more step forward, and the weight flipped the boat over. Oh my god! I trashed around in the water, desperately grasping for the side of the boat. I sunk down in, gulping up water as I tried to breath. Then managed to make it to the surface, gasping, but I was immediately pulled back in by my lack of skill and the weight of my fall robes. Further and further I slipped into the inky blackness, completely blind. I'm drowning, I'm really drowning. I took one more gulp before my thoughts grew fuzzy, and I passed out.

Draco:

I was walking down the path when I noticed a boat in the lake. Jesus! Someone was in the water. They're head disappeared under the water and reappeared, just to slip down again. I looked around me, but no one was there. Oh my god, what am I going to do? Well, I guess there's only one thing to do. I jumped in and swam out to the boat. I took a deep breath and dived down, searching for the person. Yes! I felt the material of a cloak and I pulled up. I came up to the surface, gasping, when I realized whom it was. Vanessa! Why in the world was she on a boat in the middle of the night? I climbed into the boat and pulled her in with me. She wasn't breathing, so I started to perform c.p.r. I pushed down on her ribs hard, till water spewed out of her mouth.. She coughed hoarsely, trying to sit up. She continued to choke up water, and when she was done she sat back, panting. "Thank you." No problem, I was looking for an excuse to kiss you anyway. "No problem, but might I ask why you were in the lake in the first place?"

Vanessa:

Uh oh, think quick! "I was uh, in the mood for sailing. And well, I uh, hit my head and fell in." Oh yah, that's really believable...He just looked at me like I was the big fat liar that I am. "Whatever, lets just get you back to the castle." He pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around me, then began to row the boat. When we got to the shore he jumped out and helped me get my footing. We walked up to the castle in silence, both pondering the evening's events. Before we entered the building he stopped and faced me. His skin was so pale, it glowed in the moonlight, highlighting his dark silver eyes. "So Vanessa, do you want to go to the Halloween Dance with me? It's kinda lame, but they have it every year, and it's fun to go in costume. If you have a good costume that is. We could get costumes from Hogsmeade, or Hermione could make one for you. Yah, have Herms do it, she's really good,..." He's rambling on and on! I pulled him towards me midsentence, kissing him full on the lips. After a few seconds I pulled away. That shut him up. He smiled, "Ill take that as a yes." As I pulled the covers up that night and settled into my pillow I smiled to myself. This is going to be fun.

6 hours later...

I woke up early the next morning, someone was being sick in the new bathroom. I put my feet over the side of the bed and put on my slippers. As I slowly approached the baths the retching stopped, and Ginny wobled out in her bath robes. She looked surprised to see me, and a bit embarrased. She mumbled a bit about the flu, and then crawled back into bed.

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