A/N: So while I was rereading PoA, I found this little passage that just totally reinforces Instance #4,

Ginny Weasley, blushing furiously, turned up with a get-well card she had made herself, which sang shrilly unless Harry kept it shut under his bowl of fruit.

Clearly Ginny's intention was to make Harry suffer. Using cards again, I see.

Thanks to Angel0fHell, rozi126, notavailible, Jdcrmn, and DevilsPrincess for leaving a review. To anybody who thought this story was Draco/George, Dean/Ginny, Demelza/Ginny, Draco/Goyle, or any other such "D/G" pairing: my apologies.

Anyway, I should stop stalling. I've debated with myself on whether I should put this one up, and I'm still not sure, but it's Friday and I've got to update, so here goes...

Rabid D/G-er: Instance #6 - Express Dementor
based on the "Talons and Tea Leaves" chapter, PoA

Draco Malfoy was strutting down the Hogwarts Express's corridor like the arrogant boy he was when the train came to a halt. He frowned; he had checked the time just a minute ago, and it was nowhere near the usual time the train arrived at Hogsmeade station. There must be something wrong...

Seconds later he found out what the something wrong was:

A dementor. In the train.

And as if the sight of a dementor wasn't terrifying enough, the creature began to draw a long, slow, rattling breath - it was as though it wanted to suck something more than air from its surroundings.

Before Draco could properly gasp, he had to hold his hands to his head. He felt dizzy. He started to hear strange noises, noises he was certain he hadn't heard before: hissing, a girl crying, unintelligible whispers, and a sound that sounded strangely like chickens...

What the hell?

He stormed into the nearest compartment, which, to his dismay, was occupied by the Weasley twins and their friend Lee Jordan. Without giving them time to react, he left the compartment and went into another that was mercifully empty.

What were those sounds he had heard?

Why had he heard them?

The train had started to move again, but he couldn't bother to leave the compartment. This was all just too weird.

Suddenly, the compartment door slid open; a redheaded girl who looked gloomy stood behind it.

"Malfoy," she said weakly.

"My Gins," he said absent-mindedly.

The girl's eyes grew wide and her complexion lost a bit of colour. "Pardon me - what did you just call me?"

"Um. I don't know. 'Weasley'?" Draco ventured.

"No... you just called me... 'My Gins'."

"I what?" a startled Draco said.

"Called me 'My Gins'. That's what... that's what he called me."

"Who's this 'he'?"

"Tom. Tom Riddle," said Ginny with a slight shudder. "I... I loved it when he called me that." She blushed furiously.

"All right." They stared at each other.

And just kept staring until the train came to a halt again.