Extract from Ginny's diary.
Dear diary,
Ok…not good. Definitely not good…Harry is being weird.
Breathe Ginny, breathe. Maybe you're imagining things. Why would Harry be acting weird? No reason at all, things have been going great. Just because he didn't sit next to you during breakfast and has been avoiding you for a week that doesn't mean that he doesn't love you. He's probably just planning something special and wants to keep you in suspense.
Yeah…that's just like Harry, he can never keep secrets. That's all. Hah…that explains everything. Awwww….that explains why he keeps disappearing after classes and never seems to have any free time anymore.
God…I feel so bad that I had doubts about him. Its HARRY…he would NEVER do anything to hurt me. I know that.
Don't I ?
Oooohhh….Harry wants to talk to me…ill catch up with you later.
Ciao,
Ginny.
Dear diary,
I'm going to KILL him.
For the first time in my life I want to kill someone who isn't red haired and isn't called Ron. Speaking of Ron, wait till he hears that his so called best friend was cheating on his sister with a STUDENT. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Harry bloody Potter. The boy who has lived to be a paedophile. Yuck.
I'm so telling my brothers. They'll murder him.
But they will also feel soooooooooo sorry for me and everyone will treat me like I'm breakable. Damn damn damn damn damn…stupid Potter.
I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.
Fuck it, im off to be miserable.
Ciao,
Ginny.
Ginny walked upto her chambers slowly. She felt numb. Everything had gone wrong. Her visions of Harry proposing and similar flashes of insanity that flew through her brain when he said he wanted to talk to her, seemed to be dissolving in the most painful way possible.
She stumbled over an invisible obstacle in her path and turning the corner, walked straight into Malfoy. She blindly mumbled sorry and went back to staring into space and feeling numb.
She heard Malfoy's voice asking her what was wrong with her. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind she heard a new tone in his voice. Could that be concern ? Malfoy was concerned about her…the world had really been turned upside down.
She realized that Malfoy had grabbed her by the elbow and was steering her towards her chambers. She vaguely thanked him and stumbled into her chambers only to see Harry sitting on her couch.
After staring at him blankly for a minute, she turned around and hurled herself through the door, straight into Malfoy's arms.
She heard Harry calling her name and Malfoy asking her repeatedly what was wrong but she had no control of herself, shaking, she clung to Malfoy.
She vaguely registered Malfoy yelling at Harry and making him leave. Malfoy's arms were still around her. For some reason she felt safe. She tried to convince herself that this was all wrong, Harry was the one who cared about her not Draco. But somehow, when Draco sat on the couch next to her, his arms still around her, it felt too right to be wrong.
Emotionally drained, she felt herself drifting off to sleep and when someone planted a light kiss on her forehead, she just smiled sleepily and dozed off.
Malfoy just sat there and guarded her sleep.