Ginny lay motionless in the armchair in front of the fire in the common room. What was going to happen when everything was laid out on the table? Harry...she still didn't fully understand what was going to happen with him. For some reason she didn't feel upset about the whole thing with Hermione and him anymore. She had realized that her infatuation with Harry had died out. Her obsession with image of the noble boy who lived was proved wrong and now all that was left was contempt for him. He was a fraud. Behind the mask of smiles and laughs laid a villain. Before to her he was like an extraordinary hero, now she knew the truth. Her thoughts were interrupted as she sensed anther person behind her. Ginny turned to see a distraught Hermione fidgeting with the cloth on the sofa.

"Um...hi Ginny...

Ginny Scoffed and turned back around. Hermione sat on the couch next to her and sat silent.

"Is there something you wanted Hermione?" Ginny asked icily.

She only nodded her head and bit her lip.

"Well you see...the thing with me and Harry was a one time thing you know. It wasn't like we had been doing it for a while."

Ginny rose from the seat and stood imposingly for a moment. Hermione got up also to stand at eye level. For a couple of moments nothing happened until Ginny narrowed her eyes at her and in one swift movement slapped Hermione.

(-: Oohh...a showdown...)

Ginny turned without a word and stalked to the girl's dormitory to sleep.

Draco Malfoy silently sat down in front of Lucius Malfoy.

"Draco"

"Father"

As he looked at his father a shiny black portfolio caught his attention. Lucius opened it and set a picture of a man and as all wizard pictures it was enchanted to move.

"His name is Ezeekial Archale and he is a deatheater. As you well know once you pledge yourself to the darklord you can not leave him, but this man believes he can."

Draco traced the profile of Ezeekial with his pointing finger. Coming back into the conversation as he barely avoided a crushing blow to his fingers by his fathers' infamous cane.

"Our Lord Voldermort has instructed me to assassinate this man, but I believe that this is the perfect opportunity for you to prove yourself."

(-: Imagines Lucius ghetto style 'Yo cuz, LodVoldy be wantin' us to bust a cap dis niggas ass...he be sayin' dis dawg getting' to swol' end hehehe)

Draco slowly looked up at his father and studied his expression. The only thing that could be seen was his cold silver eyes, but behind them was a sort of sadistic glint that would always stay.

"An opportunity for me...or for you?"

Lucius only smirked and apparented. Leaving the black portfolio on the table. Draco gave one last glance at Ezeekial then placed the picture in the portfolio and left.

Ginny sat cross-legged on her bed staring at the wall. Did Hermione really think that she could trick her? Suddenly she found herself silently crying. It just hurt to be lied to. It really hurt. The worst feeling was to be misled. Had she really? The looks that they gave each other were as much information anyone would need, but Ginny had just chosen to ignore them. Her heart felt as though someone had sent a dagger right through her. Rather that someone was Harry. How could something not physical hurt so much? Ginny closed her eyes and winced at the pain in her chest. She opened her eyes at the sound of Lavender's voice.

"Ginny...could you maybe quiet down a bit? I need to sleep."

"Um...yes...sorry."

Ginny covered herself with a blanket and tried to sleep.

(-: Don't you always see that in the movies?! It's so funny and cruel...haha)