A/N: Hope you all enjoy. Please review and tell me what you think. This is just a short little introduction to my story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Also the title "Ghost of you" came from a Good Charlotte song.
Prologue:
When Draco Malfoy awoke on that cold morning at the start of the Christmas holidays, he did not straight away realise what was wrong. It was as though a cold presence had entered his room during the night, however at the time he discarded it without a second thought.
The boy was in his last year at Hogwarts; head boy none the less, and he was both feared and respected by the other students, of course as it should be. In so many words life for Draco Malfoy was perfect. Well, almost, the fact he had to share a common room with Granger put a slight downer on things, however this was a mere hiccup to his year, which he felt confident he could ignore. And what a nice job of it he had been doing.
Contact with the mudblood had been kept to a minimum, only talking at meetings to discuss head girl and boy duties… and these usually ended in arguments anyway.
Either way, as he crawled out of bed that morning, he did not notice the figure at the end of it, sitting on his green quilt, dry tears staining her face. Nor did he notice her that night as she watched him drift off to sleep. Perhaps it was because his subconscious mind was telling his such things were impossible, of course had his mind told him such a thing, it would have been very much in the wrong.
She herself did not truly know why she watched him, perhaps it was of lack of anything else to do… being dead was tough.
She almost gave up. Almost. The ghost of a girl wondered around Hogwarts school, invisible to all those around her, trying desperately to be seen.
Out of habit more that anything, the girl floated up to what was once her common room and sat in front of the fire, a distant expression on her face as she watched the red flames burning silently, yet was unable to feel them. It was as though she was stuck between two worlds. And maybe she was.
When Draco Malfoy walked into the common room that day, he did not notice her straight away. He walked past the fireplace, not giving it a second glance, however upon reaching the door to his room, something inside him made him turn around and stare at the spot where the ghost of a girl was sitting. He blinked. Then he blinked again to make sure.
"Granger?"