So she was walking in the halls, when you know who comes around.

Her last class and she somehow couldn't avoid him.

She could see him on the inside, and it showed on the outside.

For a moment, she was out of breath. She had seen him so many times before.

He could see her, she could see him. But with just a little more vision than the rest of them. Like her dream, she felt a little in slow motion.

She walked passed him and felt him near. She closed her eyes. She didn't want someone else to break her heart, but she didn't know that for sure. Why was she giving up? Or was it more like heartbreak insurance. You've it happen before, so you know what to do next time...almost. Nothing is ever really sure. She wished she were one year older; she would have classes with him. Sit in the back and.ogle his every move like every girl with a fantasy? No Ginny, not you. You're not like them.

But is it different? I mean, for her and them? They don't know him like I do. Do I know him fully? Most likely not.

She just sat in her potions class and listened to Snape drone on as usual. 'Just hide, and look like your doing something.' She always read the books the night before to know what to do so she wouldn't have to listen to him.

Was Draco another little schoolgirl crush or something? Well, he could be. I mean come on....

Draco's in the mind of almost every girl in the school. Hermione admitted to her once of liking him at some point in time. I guess she confided in Ginny because she was the only girl friend she had. She couldn't tell these things to Harry, and certainly to Ron.

So who was next in line?

Ginny.

Its not like it was a bad thing but.... Ginny wasn't so great at these conversations. And she didn't like much hearing about her brother...I mean he IS her BROTHER. Ron was the youngest in the boy's so yes, they got along a little, but not as much. Ron wanted to go out and do things with the boys and not spend so much time with his 'little sister'. That certainly would not be cool.

But still. She endured listening her. She didn't want to make things seem bad. Its just that...hmm. Who knows?

She had dreamed another day through class. Luckily they were just note taking. She would copy off of someone later.

She left the room with a heavy heart. She felt sort of depressed. She didn't know what to do. Her brain was arguing with her heart. Of course she knew well enough no guy could ever like her. Especially Draco. Maybe he was just another fantasy. Maybe some of the things he has said could indicate something...maybe on another planet.

She just sighed and walked down to the library.

Draco was sleeping on the bed, talking in his sleep.

Luckily, it was only Blasie who came in the room.

"Umm, psst, Draco?"

She came in and shut the door.

He started mumbling in his sleep.

"I just wanted to take my knife back...hello?"

"Ginny Weasley."

"Yea, what about her?"

She walked over, and saw his eyes were still closed.

"Oh, you're dreaming."

"Gin.... ny.... Gin?"

"Umm. I better wake you up before anyone hears you. Merlin knows we don't need any more rumors from the drama queen."

She shook him over and over.

"Draco...DRACO!?!?"

"WHAT!!!"

"Your talking in your sleep again, be careful."

"Oh. Why are you here anyway?"

"My knife?"

"OH....oh yea. It's over there. Now let me sleep.... mrff."

He rolled over and plopped his head into his pillow. She grabbed the knife off the dresser and began to walk out the door. Just as she was bout to close it, she heard him talking again.

"Run Gin run!"

Blasie sighed and put a silencing spell on the door.

"Sleep tight."

Ginny's head was drooping. She had to catch up on everything. She hadn't done any work in class because her mind had been elsewhere.

'Its cold in here. Maybe if I just...take off my robe, I'll stay awake!'

She put it on the chair next to her and began reading again.

"So as Pilhilahn describes, the new breed called Mukker Weed...has...been..."

Ginny plopped down on her book, and went to sleep.

She was way to tired to even bother to wake herself back up. It hadn't occurred to her the danger she was in.

"Oh forgot my potions book...where did I leave it?"

Hermione.

"Ginny! Ginny what are you doing? She's out cold. Well at least she's studied her notes for once."

She went to tap Ginny on the shoulder when she noticed...her arm.

Hermione lifter it up and turned it around slowly, looking at the white and pink dashes with a few scabs on her arm.

'What's going on with her?'

"Ginny, Ginny wake up. We need to talk."

A/n Hey guys! The next chapter will be up Sunday, so keep an eye out! Thanks for all the support and for sticking around so long. Anyway, I hope to hear from you!