Title: Catch me By Night

blah blah blah I hope you guys didn't hate me for the last chapter.

Chapter 2

The nighttime came and went and it was going to be morning soon. Ginny awoke for the sun's rays dashing into her room in between the curtains. Ginny groaned as she got up and headed for the shower. Once she was in the shower, she scrubbed herself until she was red. She got dressed and brushed her teeth. Not wanting to run into Harry, she left silently towards the Great Hall. She entered the Great Hall, noting who was there. Their wasn't many people that came this early. Unfortunately, Harry, Ron and Hermione were all sitting in their normal spots chatting quietly. Harry noticed she came in and glared at her. Nervously, Ginny walked over to where they were sitting and sat down next to Hermione.

"Good Morning, Gin." Hermione said. Gin faked a smile and got some food. She ate quietly while listening to Ron talk.

"...so I was thinking that maybe that 5th year, er, what his name...Brian O'Neill! Well, I was thinking he would be good for your spot." Ron said to Harry.

Wait...the seeker spot is open. I can spite Harry by showing him that im better than him Ginny thought. "What about me?" Ginny piped up. Ron and harry looked at her and laughed.

"You're kidding right? Gin, sorry to break it to you but you wouldn't be able to do it. Your not good enough." Ron said. Ginny's jaw dropped.

"Im not good enough? IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH?!" she yelled, catching the attention of many students.

"Since when am I not good enough? I thought that I was god enough when I joined your little trio. I thought I was good enough when I stood up for all you cowards. I even thought, just maybe, that I was good enough for you when harry saved me from Voldemort." she was trembling, her disappointment taking over.

"But I guess I thought wrong. Well just you wait, Ronald." she said with spite. "Im going to try out and make it and there's nothing you can do about it" she said in a deadly whisper. She ran out of the room, not wanting to cry in front of them. Ron wasn't sure whether to feel angry or guilty. The Great Hall was dead silent. Soon more people came for their breakfast and it was loud once again. Ginny ran through the halls, tears dropping from her face onto the floor. She soon was out of breath so she stopped and slumped over. She sat and thought for a little while until she realized she had to go to class. She got up and ran to her first class. The first half of her day was boring. She was in her own world any way so it didn't matter. She walked into the Great Hall for lunch. Ginny was unsure where to sit because she didn't really have any friends outside of the trio and she really didn't want to sit with them right now. So she chose a spot near the end of the table and sat alone. She quickly ate her food so she could get down to the Quidditch Pitch early to practice. She got her brook and she mounted it, pushing off into the sky. She glided around practicing twists and turns and spotting small objects from far away. She stopped when she saw people starting to turn up for tryouts. She dove back to the ground, getting off her brook. She sat in the bleachers watching the others go ahead of her.

"Ginny Weasley." her name was called. She stood up and walked onto the field.

"Alright for the first round, we will see how well you can dodge the bludgers. We will let you fly up and then release the bludgers and see what happens for there. Are you ready?" the instructor asked. Ginny nodded and mounted her broom. She pushed off of the ground and flew into the air.

"Alright! Ready! Set! GO!" they released the bludgers. Once out of the box, the bludgers came straight at her. She dove down towards the ground, having the bludgers chase her. She wove in and out between the hoops and turning around, she flew straight towards the stands. Murmurs of confusion grew as she flew closer to running into the stand head on. A glimpse of jet black hair caught her eye so she flew straight towards him. At the last minute, she dove up at a 90 degree angle, nearly missing the stands. The bludgers, however, having a slow reaction ran into the stand right above Harry's head. His head shot up at her with anger. She smirked at him and waved girlishly, pretending to be innocent. He glared at her as she flew off again, dodging the bludgers. After a couple minutes, a couple of guys flew up and retrieved the bludgers. She flew towards the ground and got off of her broom.

"Good job." the instructor said. "Now we're going to release the snitch and have a couple people fly around while you look for it." Ginny nodded. The instructor released the snitch. He then nodded at three guys that flew up , flying around the field.. She mounted her broom, and pushed up, flying upwards. She flew around the pitch, keeping an eye out for anything small and shiny. Shortly after, a glimpse of yellow caught her attention. She flew towards it, gliding around the people flying around the field. She started to gain speed, slowly catching up with the small object. When she felt that the snitch was at arms length, she reached out and grabbed it firmly. When she felt it in her hands, she threw her arms up in triumph. She flew back towards the ground, grinning from ear to ear.

"Good job, Ms.Weasley. The position will be posted tonight." the instructor said. Ginny cheerily jumped off of her broom and skipped to her room. Once she was more relaxed, she went to the shower and cleaned herself. When, she was out of the shower, she realized that she was late for dinner, so she threw on some clothes and her robe and rushed towards the Great Hall. She sat down the end of the Gryfindoor table, ignoring Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She ate her food quietly, not talking to anyone around her. She looked up from her plate to find a pair of grey eyes glimpsing at her, and then looking away with the realization that she was looking at him. She looked away as she stood up and exited the Great Hall. She walked around the halls, not knowing where to go. Ginny decided that she would go back to her room, and try to sleep. Once she got back to her room she plopped down onto her bed and shut her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep

"No!" she screamed.

"Yes, you are a very pretty girl, Ginny." he said. He forced himself into her as she mentally screamed in pain

"No!" Ginny screamed sitting up in her bed. She got up from her bed and grabbed her cloak. She quietly walked out of her room, not wanting to get caught. She silently walked down a couple of staircases and out the castle, towards the Quidditch Pitch. She didn't know what drew her to the quidditch field. Maybe it was the rush of energy she felt when she neared the field. She stood behind the stands, checking to see if anyone was outside. A glimpse of white caught her eye.

Oh. He's here again she thought. She watched him fly through the sky. He contrasted greatly with the dark midnight sky. He looked heavenly, godly even. His porcelain skin glowed in the moonlight. She found herself watching his every move, intently. He looked around, feeling someone presence. She squeaked and ducked behind the stands. After a minute she peeked out again, hoping he had stopped looking. He looked around once more and shrugged. He dove towards the ground and hopped off his broom at the last minute. Sensing he was done, Ginny quietly walked back towards her room. She climbed back into her bed and quickly fell asleep.