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Chapter Five

Ginny woke up later that day, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She had had the strangest dream. Ron and Hermione were dressed in identical purple robes in the DA room, and she was standing behind them when suddenly Draco Malfoy appeared and kissed her. Too bad that it was only a dream....

Madam Pomfrey's anxious face appeared from behind the curtains. "Are you awake? How's your arm?"

"Yes, yes, it feels much better."

"Well, now that you've had a nice nap, I think you can go now. They've just started serving dinner," Madam Pomfrey said, fussing over the sheets on Ginny's bed. When she left, Ginny slipped out of the hospital wing pajamas she had been wearing and into her black robes. Noticing a mirror on the table next to the bed, she nervously smoothed down her hair in case she saw Draco later. Grabbing her bag, she hurried out of the hospital wing to go meet Kara for dinner. However, she met someone else first.

"Oh, hello, Draco!" she said, noticing the handsome blond walking with another seventh year Slytherin boy she thought might be named Blake, or maybe Blair. Or something like that. "Do you have that diary that you told me about?" Ginny asked, remembering.

"Er, no, sorry, Blaise couldn't find it." he replied, not looking at her. Well, it was the truth...kind of.

His friend-Blaise, apparently- seemed to be trying to hide a smirk. Pushing aside her curiosity of what that could mean, she said, "Well, er, could you tell me when you do find it, then?"

"Alright," Draco said, this time holding her gaze for a moment longer than he should have in the case of normal conversation. "So, I saw you in the hospital wing earlier today," he commented in what he hoped was a casual tone.

"Yeah, I was." she said, blushing slightly when she thought of the dream she had when she was there. "We were reviewing Banishing, and my friend Colin Creevey, well, he sent a desk straight at me. It knocked me out and broke my arm. Pomfrey was able to fix it in about 4 seconds, but you know what she's like, she wanted me to stay longer to make sure I was okay."

"You know, I heard that you and Creevey were going out, is that true?" Draco had, of course, not heard any rumors of the sort. But, if there was anything to him more than friends.... Crossing his fingers in the pocket of his robes, he waited for an answer.

"Are you kidding?" she laughed. "He's more like my seventh brother than anything else. Whoever told you that should get a good Shock Spell at St. Mungo's," Ginny said, unintentionally insulting Draco.

"Yeah, they should," Draco said, smiling weakly.

"Hey, we should get down to the Great Hall and eat, I'm starving," Blaise said, trying to get Draco's attention focused back on him as it had been five minutes ago.

"Honestly, do boys every think about anything besides food?" Ginny wondered aloud.

"Yeah, we think about girls and Quidditch too," replied Blaise, throwing her a blue-eyed smile. "C'mon, Drake, I have a sudden craving for apple pie."

"Well, Ginny, until we meet again," Draco said, giving her a mock salute as he turned and walked away with Blaise.

Slowly, Ginny followed them to the Great Hall, thinking about the exchange.

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Sorry for the short chapter, I've had a bit of writers' block. I am a student, so updating rate will probably decrease from this point. The title is taken from the Franz Ferdinand song "The Dark Of The Matinee."