True Love and True Lust

Chapter 4: The Dream That Tells All

Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters, blah, blah, blah…

A/n: Sorry this chapter is so late, I've been trying to dig through that awful wall we all know as writer's block, and I finally found one of those rock picks or scalpels or something and I was able to slowly jab my way through that stupid wall. So here's the next chappie! Oh, and for those of you who like it when people slap each other, there's plenty of that. I'm in a slap-happy phase right now.

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SLAP!

Ginny slapped Harry across the face after spinning herself out of his grip rapidly, a huge swelling red mark painted across his face. With fire still burning in her eyes, Ginny picked up Harry's Invisibility cloak, drew it around herself, gave Draco a kiss goodbye and a whisper of meeting him tomorrow, and stomped out of the Infirmary.

As she walked out of the hall she could hear Draco's sounds of protest of Harry barging in on them and telling off Madame Pomfrey for trying to give him some sort of sleeping potion.

I know Harry was going to intrude, but he didn't have to grab me, Ginny thought to herself as she reached the common room. The Fat Lady didn't ask who was there after she received the password, seeing as she was used to hearing voices without bodies because of the Golden Trio's night-prowling in the Invisibility cloak.

She stomped up the stairs and went into the bedroom, careful not to wake any of her friends. She closed her curtains around her and stuffed the cloak under her pillow then drifted into an uneasy sleep.

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Dream

Draco was running down a hall, reaching for Ginny's hand which was outstretched for him to grab. He kept running, panting as he tried to reach her, but she was being pulled away at a quicker pace. She was being held by someone. Someone she knew. She looked around at the mysterious figure. Where did she know this firm grip? Why did these cold hands holding her tightly feel so familiar? The figure wore a hooded cloak so as to conceal his identity, but somewhere in the back of her mind she was starting to remember……those cold hands, that tight embrace, the smooth breathing….the glint in those eyes….

Before she could scream, the figure crushed his mouth to hers. Her sharp intake of breath allowed him to enter her mouth, his tongue so familiar. And then she knew for sure. She knew exactly who this was. She pounded her fists against him, trying to free herself, but he only held her tighter. She tried to pry her mouth from his but he forced her closer by shoving his hand into her hair. She felt a sharp pain and blood filled her mouth and knew that he had bit her lip to hard as he ravaged her mouth, his free hand now roaming her body like it did before. She was growing faint. She tried to look over his shoulder for Draco and saw him still running, shock and sadness etched over his face and a slight look of disgust. She reached behind the hooded figure and stretched her hand out for Draco, only to see him trip and fall.

And suddenly there was another figure behind Draco. He had long, silvery blond hair and silver eyes swimming with sadistic ideas. Lucius Malfoy picked up his son and threw him into the wall of the hallway. "Crucio!" Draco's screams echoed everywhere as he writhed in pain on the floor. It was too much for Ginny. She bit the hooded figure's lip and drew blood. When he let her go she spit out the chunk if flesh she'd torn from his lip. He cursed at her and she smacked him across the face, revealing the face of Harry Potter.

Caught by surprise for a moment, she looked again, only to find that it was indeed the one and only Harry Potter who had been kissing her….only his eyes weren't the same. And neither was his voice, which had become a low rumble with a high-pitched hiss somewhere in it. She knew she hadn't been kissing Harry. She knew that the person…or rather, thing that had been kissing her was Tom. Tom Riddle. He kissed her like he did back in her first year, harsh and unwilling to let her go. No passion, just roughness and the urge to take her as his own. Lust, if you will.

The figure of Harry caught her eye and smiled a wide grin that went from ear to ear in a suspiciously crooked manner. Like the smile of an evil person who sadistically tortured children and animals to get some kind of cruel kick out of the humour of it. "Surprise, surprise, Ginevra Weasley. Ah, my beautiful Ginevra, how I've lusted after you since you were eleven. How you will be mine." At Ginny's look of horror and disgust Harry's face took a mock frown upon it and said in a pained voice, " What, don't you like the Potter boy's body more than mine? Or," He spit out the last part. He added malice and poison to his words. "is it that you still have something for Lucius' son?"

As he said this Draco's screams ceased and Lucius looked over at his Lord, a nasty smirk across hi face. Ginny looked over at Draco, relieved that his screams stopped. Then a horrifying thought struck her….what if Lucius didn't stop the curse? What if …what if Draco had….?

She looked up at Harry's face, Tom's eyes glinting with mischief and chaos, a hideous smile splayed across his face.

Something shook her. Tom shook her, his hands on her shoulders, gripping her so tight she felt bruises already forming. He kept shaking her, yelling at the top of his voice, "Ginny! Ginny! Ginny, wake up! Ginevra Molly Weasley, wake the bloody hell up!"

End Dream

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"No! Stop it, Tom! Go away! STOP!" Ginny awoke to her own voice yelling over her friends', who had been trying to shake her awake. She looked up into the eyes of Nana, pure concern in her dark brown eyes.

"Gin, what…what was that all about? For Merlin's sake, it's like six in the morning. Why are you screaming? We all woke up to you screaming for Draco and Tom to stop. You were thrashing around in your bed, having a fit. What's going on?"

Ginny sat up, rubbing her throat. It had become sore from the screaming. Suddenly, realizing what she had been dreaming, her eyes widened in fear. She shot out of the bed, pushing Sarah and Joey out of the way. Nana moved herself out of the way before she was shoved. They all followed her down to the common room where Ron sat by himself, staring into the fire. Nana blushed as they walked up to him, her eyes never trailing away from Ron.

"Where's Harry?" Ginny yelled at her brother. He looked harassed and shrugged his shoulders, turning red in the face.

"Probably in the Infirmary still." He said, a violent red blush coming to taint his ears and neck as everyone saw anger building. Before he could get another word out, Ginny had gone out of the common room and was making her way to the Hospital Wing, her eyes burning with red anger, tears of frustration and hate starting to well up behind them.

Finally they reached the Infirmary. All Ginny's friends were out of breath; they practically had to run to keep up with Ginny's fast-paced walking. She walked straight through the doors, ignoring Madame Pomfrey's complaints of indecency.

Draco was up and getting out of bed when he saw Ginny. A genuine smile lit his face at the site of her but faltered as he saw the look on her face. She passed right by him without even a small little glance and she ripped the curtains of Harry's changing area down, revealing a naked-from-the-waist-up Harry who blushed profusely at the gasp of Madame Pomfrey's protests.

Without any hesitation, however, Ginny stepped up to Harry and forced him to look at her. Then she saw it. She saw the evil, reddish glint in his eyes and fear struck her. As a result, she stepped back, a small but still very confused audience stock still around her. She let out a shuddering breath and opened her eyes, the fire in them burning more brightly now.

SLAP!

End of Chappie!

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I had a very small amount of review energy, so…I think you know the routine, don't you? Leave a review of any kind (flames welcome as well) and the review meter stuck onto the side of my head fills up and once it hits the green scale I tend to work very hard an very fast! So, PLEASE REVIEW!