A/N: Once again my, I deleted this story because, my beta sent me this...

Dear Kristy, I'm writing this to you to let you know that I can't keep in touch with you anymore. I feel that you are having a bad influence on me, and I don't want that to continue. You were a great friend at Hillcrest, and I'm sorry that our friendship has to end, but I think this is for the best. I will always treasure all of our memories. I really hope that in the future things will change and we can be friends again, but right now this is how it needs to be. I'll miss you. Please don't write back or try to contact me in any way. Sincerely, Emily

Because of this, I really didn't feel like writing any more stories... but I have decided that I don't need her for my stories to be any good so i am continueing them.

Disclaimer: looks in mirror, nope I still haven't turned into J K Rowling. Oh well

Ginny was petrified. Draco had never gotten this angry at her. She had, however, witnessed him this angry at Harry and Ron on several occasions, all of which ended in a fight.

Draco's expression softened. He had, after all, been listening to every word she was thinking.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Draco muttered, "Come on, we're going to Dumbledore." Draco knew that she knew his secret, so there was no point in persuading her to tell him that she knew. He could hear her thoughts; he knew she was thinking his secret over in her head at this very moment.

They silently walked to Dumbledore's office.

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans," Draco muttered to the gargoyles, who leapt aside immediately.

They stepped onto the staircase. It carried them to Dumbledore's office, which Draco entered without knocking. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk.

"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, what brings you here?" He asked. The two teens immediatly started shouting their side of the story.

"I was late for class sir..."

"All of a sudden she just runs into me..."

"And we fall down a flight of stairs..."

"And slam into a wall..."

"It hurt!"

"She landed on top of me..."

"And he was being rude to me..."

"I was thinking a few umm... things..."

"He's such a pervert!"

"And she goes and slaps me!"

"Then he was all you can read my mind..."

"And she didn't believe me!"

"So I'm like, 'No, you're lying'..."

"So I made her read a number in my head..."

"And I got it right!"

"And then I could read her mind too!"

"And we can read each other's whole mind!"

"She knows everything in my mind!"

"And then we came here..."

"Fix it..."

"Please."

Dumbledore did not look stunned to here this story. "I have good news, and bad. Which would you like to hear first?"

"Good." Ginny answered.

"No, bad." Draco insisted. "To get it out of the way."

"Fine," Ginny grumbled.

"The bad news is this: I cannot fix you problem completely, I can however fix it enough so that you will stay connected, but you cannot know what the other doesn't want you to know."

"What's the good news?" Draco asked dully.

"Malfoy, you great prat, that was the good news!"

"What the hell does that mean anyway?"

"It means that you can't hear anything I don't want you to hear, but we can still communicate telepathically."

"So that means you won't find out any more personal stuff about me, right?"

"Uh huh." Ginny murmured not paying much attention to him. Dumbledore was writing a note that she was trying to read upside down. It was to Professor Snape. Dumbledore finished writing.

"Take this to Professor Snape. He will give you a potion. Said potion will have you lose half of your telepathic connection."

They turned to leave. As they were about to step out the door, Ginny paused and turned back to Dumbledore. "We won't be telepathically connected forever, will we?

"No. There is an extremely complicated potion that will remove all forms of communication between two individuals. The consequences of this potion are dire. You will not be able to communicate to each other mentally or physically. You will not be able to speak to each other or even use hand motions to communicate. I will allow you to take this potion if you so desire."

"I'll take it," they said simultaneously.

"Very well, I shall have Professor Snape make it. It will be ready in approximately two months."

"Two months!" Malfoy exclaimed, with a look of horror on his face.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, two months. Now take that letter to Professor Snape, and have him give you the first potion we talked about."

Ginny and Draco walked from the room. They silently walked to Snape's office. When they got there, Ginny boldly knocked on the door. The door opened, and they walked inside.

"Miss Weasley, did you come to explain why you did not attend class this morn..." he paused when he saw Draco.

Draco gave him the note, which he read silently. "Is this true?" he inquired. They nodded. Snape stood up and walked to the file cabinets on the other side of the room. He bent down to the bottom drawer before pulling out a falling apart, old box. He stood up and dusted it off.

When he opened the box, a bright, neon light shone from it. The light was coming from a vile, which he took out handed to them.

"Take three drops each," Snape commanded.

Once she had done what she was told, Ginny felt a strange sensation in the pit of her stomach. It was a warm feeling, which reached all the way to the tips of her toes. All of a sudden, the warmness all traveled to her brain. It dulled down after a few minutes, but it never left her completely.

Draco, Ginny whispered in her head, Draco, can you hear me?

Yes, came a sharp answer, of course I can hear you!

What was that whole secret about?

None of your business. Stay out of my head!

Fine! Ginny screamed into Draco's head, as they left the room. Please tell me. If you do I promise to never ask you about it ever again.

No!

Please!

No!

Please!

Fine, follow me.

A/N: Well I'm going to get some more story for you!

kittyfox9- thanks kimmy!!!!!!! I'm not going to delete anything any more!

joaniem- I won't delete anything!!!! and i am definately going to write more

Okadras- thanks, and yeah it says what happened up there in my authors note. lol i liked that part too.

Miah The Storm Wolf- yeah it has to be rushed or else it would take a million years to get the whole story out. but anyways thanks.

Klaus Baudelaire-Yeah i answered that up in my first authors note...

brokentoy19- weird maybe you did dream of it... in your dream what happened next?

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