A/N: okay... since i have absolutely nothing to do i figured i'd write another chapter... you might even be seeing another one tonight... i dont know... we'll see what happens
I'm walking down the corridor on my way to fake lunch. I call it fake lunch because its not real nothing's real anymore, I don't eat any of the food, I pretend to eat it… its fake.
tap tap tap
Oh shit what's that? Oh god I hope it's not peeves! I can't deal with peeves right now!
"Oh look, it's mini weasel!" said the intruder of my space.
You know what, I'm not even going to acknowledge his presence. Just keep on walking Ginny, don't let that stupid nickname get to you.
"Can you talk? Or are you retarded now, as well as ugly?"
Shut up Malfoy you stupid git SHUT UP! Let it go Ginny, he does this to everyone, just keep on walking.
"You know what mini weasel, maybe you should get plastic surgery, it wouldn't do anything for your sex life, cause let's face it… that's a losing battle, but it might make it a little less painful to look at you."
Okay that's it! Screw not caring! Screw just walking away! Malfoy… YOUR DEAD!
So, I turn around and see that albino rat inches from my face. He looks slightly frightened… he should. I grab the front of his shirt and back him in the wall… hard, very hard.
"You stupid fucking git!" I tell him, "you cant fucking leave me alone, can you?" he seems to whimper a little bit… good.
"I—I was just…" he said… scared when moment earlier he was just begging me to do this, maybe he's forgot that he's bigger and stronger that I am… idiot.
"I don't care what you were 'just' doing Malfoy!" I shouted, "what I care about is getting to –ahem- lunch, without being called stupid and ugly!"
"I—I'm sorry" he sputtered.
"Well you should be, you rat!" I shoved him into the wall again, "get the fuck away from me Malfoy, before I have to hex you!"
"Yes Ginny…"the coward muttered.
"You're not allowed to call me that you scum!" and I walk away.
I sat up in bed breathing heavily, I hadn't done those things…. I hadn't said those things… I had just walked away like a coward. I sunk back down into my itchy nest of blankets and stared at the canopy for hours until I could see the sun shining through the window.
Little did I know at the time, that there was someone in the shadows… watching my haunted face staring it to space, much less did I know that that someone was there every night… every single night, just watching me sleep. I later found that the someone's reason's for sitting there every night were a little more involved than just watching me sleep.