Wow… it's been so long. I feel terrible having not updated in a month. Well, I've had a writer's block for a while, but on top of that, I just haven't had time. I got so caught up in real life… And real life's been such a bitch. Happy to be back in fantasy land now. . I read this story over and realized that there are quite a few typos that need to be fixed. Since I barely have time to update my stories, I have to say they won't be fixed any time soon. So bear with me! On that note, enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 4

When they returned to Hogwarts, Ginny was even wearier than before. She said goodbye to Draco and went straight to her room. Slumping onto her bed, Ginny pulled a blanket over herself and fell asleep.

A hand touched her arm lightly. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering, and looked to see who was there, half expecting it to be Draco. But there was nobody there. Ginny shivered. She looked over the side of her bed and realized her covers had fallen off. She picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her body. Closing her eyes again, Ginny felt warm and safe with the blanket around her. She listened to the sound of her and her roommate breathing while they both slept. Her roommate's breathing sounded heavier than usual. Suddenly, it stopped. She heard it once more, this time in softer, shorter breaths. The sound was closer to her this time. Why? She opened her eyes, but nobody was there. She checked the time; 11:15. Her roommate was sound asleep, and her breathing could barely be heard. Ginny closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

Ginny's eyes opened suddenly, and she checked the clock. It was 12 exactly. She hadn't gotten much time to sleep; yet she vaguely remembered having more visions while she slept. Something tapped at her window. She got out of bed and opened it, staring straight into the eyes of Draco. They were gleaming at her.

"Hey, Draco," she muttered sleepily.

"Hello, love. You mind if we skip tonight's lesson? I'm really not in the mood," he said.

"Why didn't you say so before?" Ginny was aggravated.

"Something came up. I'm sorry I woke you up again," he said.

"Um… that's fine. Is that all?"

"Yes. Goodnight." He left.

Ginny stumbled over to her bed and fell asleep right away. In her mind she saw a scene- not like those visions she had the other nights- but a perfectly clear scene. Although she was seeing this from what seemed like a far view, she could make out that there were three people; two boys and a girl. The girl had red hair, one of the boys had striking blond hair, and the other boy had messy black hair and glasses. There was something wrong with the scene. The girl and the boy with the glasses were holding onto each other. The other boy was scowling at them, and he held out a wand. Ginny could now see his face closely, and she jumped (A/N: although she's asleep; I jump in my sleep a lot, I don't know if anyone else does), for she realized it was Draco she was staring at. But… something was different about him. She noticed his wand was pointed at the other two, whom she recognized as Harry and herself. The face of the girl turned towards her- but it was not Ginny's face! It was somebody else… someone with green eyes. And now Harry turned his face, but he was different, too. This boy had hazel eyes and was missing a certain lightning-shaped scar. And Draco… well, that wasn't Draco. It looked almost exactly like him, but for the silver eyes he had. Draco's eyes were icy blue. Ginny decided she must be in another reality, perhaps another dimension of some sort.

Now Ginny heard a sound- a sort of tapping noise. She looked around, but it wasn't coming from the dream; it was coming from the outside world. She struggled to open her eyes. When she did, the first thing she looked at was the window. Draco's face was in it, and she immediately got up and opened the window.

"What is it now?" she demanded.

"Can we talk?" there was a hint of fear in his voice.

"Sure. Um…" she turned towards her sleeping roommate, "maybe I should come out there." She grabbed a black robe and her broomstick and then climbed out. Draco glided on his broom towards the lake, motioning for her to follow him. She did.

They landed in silence, putting down their brooms and sitting on a rock. Draco did not say anything right away, and Ginny thought it best to let him speak first. After a moment, he did.

"I had a dream just now," he waited for her reaction.

"Really? What happened?" she asked, a tone of concern in her voice.

"It was similar to the dream you described to me the other night. I saw some of the things that you saw. But… then I saw us. It was you, me and…"

"Who else?"

"Potter."

"What happened after that?" she asked.

"Nothing. It was nothing more than an image of the three of us, and then I woke up."

"I had the same dream right now. Only, I saw our faces. It wasn't us, Draco. It was three different people who looked like us, and yet looked so different," she explained.

"Then who was it?!" Draco was frustrated now. He held his head in his hands, trying to think.

"I don't know, Draco."

"Why did I have the same dream you did?"

"I don't know, Draco."

"Do you think… do you think Potter might have had this dream, too?"

"I don't know, Draco."

"Well ask him! You're his bloody friend! Ask him!"

"At three in the morning? What do you want me to do at three in the morning, Draco? I'm going back to bed!" She stood up.

"I'm sorry," his tone changed.

"What was that?" she turned and looked at him.

"I'm sorry for waking you up… and for getting angry at you… and-and for ever bothering you in the first place. Look, we're not supposed to get along, right? You're a Weasley, and I'm a Malfoy. Let's keep it that way." There was no sincerity in his voice at all, and Ginny knew that.

"Look, you were the one who wanted- needed- someone to talk to. So talk to me. I'll always listen, even if it is three in the morning," she said, sitting back down next to him.

Draco sighed and held his face in his hands. He felt ashamed of himself for some reason. He was tired, he was lonely, and he needed Ginny to be there. And now she would never leave him alone. He smiled. He buried his face deeper into his hands. He couldn't let her see him smile. He felt the weirdest feeling, sitting next to Ginny like this. He couldn't bear to look at her.

"Are you crying, Draco?" her soft voice soothed him.

"What? You think I'm crying? Malfoys don't cry." He looked at her and smirked, but there was a tear that fell down his cheek. Where did that tear come from? He didn't remember telling that tear to show up. It just did.

Ginny wiped the tear away. Draco felt the soft touch of her fingers on his cheek. She went to take her hand away, but Draco caught it and held onto it.

"I really am sorry, Ginny. But… I don't want you to go… ever. So please, just… forget what happened tonight. Forget the dream. Forget the fact that we're two very different people. I want you to look at me as a friend, not a foe," he said, letting go of her hand. Ginny did not answer him right away. She thought about it. Then she changed the subject.

"Look how clear the sky is! The stars are so beautiful!" This got Draco's attention. He looked up at the night sky and smiled at the sight.

"You're smiling," Ginny pointed out. Draco looked at her and frowned. The he laughed.

"I guess I am."

"Will you do that more often?" she asked.

"For you… sure."

"Good." Ginny was pleased. It would seem she had Draco in her grasp, and not the other way around. She liked the feeling.

"Don't get used to it, though. I'm not gonna smile in front of any of your little friends, okay?" he said. Ginny frowned. Maybe she didn't have him in her grasp. She nodded at him.

"Hey, look!" he pointed to the sky. Ginny looked up and saw a wonder.

"Is that-? It's a shooting star!" she said.

"Make a wish." He smiled at her.

"Okay." She closed her eyes.

"What are you wishing for?" Draco asked. She opened her eyes.

"It's a secret," she teased, "Now you have to make a wish."

"I already did."

"Did it come true?"

"We'll see."

Draco and Ginny stayed out all night, simply talking to each other. Ginny had fallen asleep in Draco's lap, and he picked her up and flew her back to her room. Just as he was getting back into bed, the sun rose. It was probably the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and although he didn't know it, Ginny was awake and watching the sunrise as well.

At breakfast that morning, Ginny sat with Harry, Hermione, and her brother. She spent most of the time staring at Harry, wondering if he'd had a dream like the one she and Draco had.

"Gin, aren't you hungry? You haven't touched your food!" She snapped back into reality and looked at Ron.

"Oh. Oh, no, I'm not very hungry this morning. You can have my pancakes if you want," she said.

"I don't want your pancakes, Ginny. I want to know what's wrong with you."

"There's nothing wrong," she said offhandedly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"100 percent sure?"

"Oh, Ron, leave the girl alone! She probably just had a rough night!" Hermione argued.

"I'm sure she's fine, right Ginny?" Green eyes beamed at her. Ginny smiled back, trancelike, and- Oh god, what was she doing, staring at him that way? She shook her head.

"Actually, Harry, I wanted to ask you something," she said.

"What is it?"

"Can we step out of the room first? It's sort of private," she explained.

"Sure." They got up and walked out, while Ron and Hermione exchanged glances.

"What is it, Ginny?" He asked, concerned.

"Well, I want to know, and do be honest, if you've had any strange dreams or visions in the past few days," she said.

"I already took care of that last year, Ginny. Voldemort can't send me any more visions," he said.

"No, not those type of visions. I mean, well, have you had any dreams at all lately?" Harry hesitated.

"Yes."

"About what?"

"I'm not sure. But…" Ginny raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?"

"You were in the dream I had last night."

"What about Draco? Was he in it too?"

"Draco? No." Ginny frowned. Perhaps he wasn't having the same dreams she and Draco were having.

"Ginny… There's a Yule Ball coming up this Christmas. Would you like to go with me?" Confused by the sudden change of subject, Ginny too a while to register what he just said. (A/N: I'm not really keeping track of the date, but perhaps we'll say it's the end of November, and the Ball is before Christmas break)

"Oh!" She was shocked, but happy, "Of course!" Harry smiled,

"Good." He went back into the Great Hall. Ginny went to follow when a hand touched her shoulder lightly. She spun around.

"Draco."

"Ginevra."

"What's up?"

"The stars," he answered. Ginny grinned.

"Did you talk to Potter?" he asked.

"Oh. Yes I did. He didn't have the dream we had," she said. Draco sighed.

"I just don't understand it. Hey, maybe we can find some books about dreams and visions in the library," he suggested.

"Okay, good idea. We can go now before classes start. We have a good half hour."

They headed off for the library and searched for something- anything- that had to do with dreams or visions. Besides finding a load of crap about stuff that made no sense whatsoever, they found one book that looked interesting enough. Useful or not, they didn't know yet. The book had a red cover, with gold edges and an engraving of a scorpion on the front. There was no title, but there was something about the book that caught their attention. Ginny took the book out and brought it back to her dorm, and Draco went back to the Great Hall.

Ginny set the book down on her nightstand. She sat on the edge of her bed, eyeing the book. She wanted to open it, to devour it, but class was about to start. The bell rang. Ginny grabbed her copy of the Phantom and set it on top of the red book. Then she headed down for her first class.

I'm ending it here! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding. Well, the chapter ends here, so sorry to disappoint you all. Please please please review! I just got this good idea and wrote about it and it sounds good so far so please tell me what you think!!! I promise if I get at least 10 reviews for this chapter, I will update real soon!

To the faithful:

Aelys: Thanks, er, I guess I just said it again. I can't help it! Well, unless you want me to keep saying thanks over and over, I should say something else, right? Hm… whattosaywhattosaywhattosay… well, my brain hurts from thinking. But thank you for reviewing. It really makes my day.

Kerichi: Ah, somebody gets it! I'm glad you're a phantom fan! Have you seen the movie yet? It came out on Dec. 22 in the U.S. (er… are you even from the U.S??) But I just saw it last night and it was really really omigod really good.

The Fayt: thanks for the offer, but I think I'm okay with chem. for now. And if u like the idea of Ginny and Draco being a couple, just wait till u see what's coming.

BronzeToast: Why thank you. I don't hear about my stories being sweet and cute very often. It makes me feel special. . Teehee. (Ok I think I'm going crazy)

Missmee: LOL, well Draco will get what's coming for him. And I feel terrible for not updating sooner!

Beckysue2: you didn't freak me out. I honestly have no clue how old Harry potter fans are. And it's kind of weird that I was so young when the first book came out, and then by the time the 7th book comes out, I'll be in college! Then I'll have to push all the little kids out of the way to get my copy of the 7th book and they'll be like "you're an old lady! Why would u want to read Harry Potter?" …okay, so maybe it won't be like that. Anyway I'm glad you like my writing. Thanks.

A/N: So anyway, I encourage all of you to go out and see Andrew Lloyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera playing in the States in select cities now! It was breathtaking. Gerard Butler plus the Music of the Night equals boxes and boxes of tissues! Heehee.

CIAO!