..:AN: Hello Hello. Sorry about the long update, i didn't get to edit this, no time and what not. BETA! IM DESPERATE FOR ONE! Just simple word editing and such. HOPE YOU LIKES!

Draco looked to the left of him, scanning the air for any shimmer or glimpse of gold that would be give him the slightest hint of the where the Snitch would be. He cursed rather loudly, the downpour of rain was really not improving his chances of wining. Slytherin was ahead of Hufflepuff in the last few matches before it was decided who was to win the Quidditch Cup. Even though Slytherin was tied with Ravenclaw and Gryffindor was in the lead they still had a chance to catch up.

Draco sat hovering in the air his hair being plastered to his forehead in the torrential rain.

He could hear the cheering down in the bleachers but it was slowly being out by the slight ringing in his ears that the continuous water draining into them was causing.

He looked down to the ground scanning for any glint of gold, it was then he saw a lonesome figure watching from beside the lake. Even in the grey sky and blurriness caused by the rain he recognized the figure and the bright, wavy red hair.

She was watching him and it suddenly made him rather angry.

"What the hell does she think she's doing? Watching to see if I get killed?" he muttered spitefully. He turned his broom away from her and his eyes widened as he saw the snitch right in front of him then zoom off towards the ground. Draco leaned in chasing after it speedily, darting right in its trail.

Draco cursed as the wind blew and sent a gust of water in his face, he blinked through the water and sped up locking his fingers around the momentarily disoriented snitch. But as he saw the red headed figure now running into the stadium staggered a little and managed to collide straight into the Ravenclaw stands.

"He's being rather clumsy lately isn't he?" Luna asked, looking down at the unconscience form that was Malfoy. He was now dry and cozy in a white linen bed in the Hospital Wing, a white sling on his left arm.

Ginny nodded letting out a breath of air, looking down at him was making her angry but she knew nobody else was going to be here to visit him and for some reason she thought she might as well tell him what happened.

From what Ginny had seen he had been chasing the snitch, practically drowning in the air, and once he caught the snitch he collided rather harshly with the side of the Ravenclaw's stands. According to Madam Pomfrey he had a fractured arm she could fix it in a couple days, but also a mild concussion.

"He doesn't usual run into things this often. Maybe he's getting sick or something." Ginny suggested.

"Or maybe he's just depressed and its getting him distracted." Luna shrugged. She was wearing the Ravenclaw colours proudly, Ginny and herself had dried their hair and robes with simple charms but both were feeling tired and cold.

"I think I'm going to head to dinner. You coming?" asked Luna, large fairy earring dangling from her earlobes. Ginny shook her head looking down at the white bandage on her leg.

"No I don't think so, I'm going to check with Madam Pomfrey about my leg. I really want to get rid of this bandage, it looks ghastly." Ginny sighed and waved goodbye to Luna as she sat down on the bed beside Draco.

"When's Madam Pomfrey going to come back?" she mumbled to herself sitting down on one of the beds. She sighed and piled up a couple pillows getting comfy, laying back and watching the sun shine through the long rectangle windows.

It glistened on the polished marble floor, off the brass parts of the bed and on Draco's hair of all things. It glistened like silver and gold sparkles near his temple and on the top of his head. Whether it was the mix of dancing sunlight or the cozy interior of the room itself Ginny drifted off to sleep quickly.

Draco stirred in his sleep, his large hand slipping over the side of the bed and his closed eyes appeared to be squinting his lids together. Across from him Ginny made a small noise and turned onto her side her hand clutching onto the pillow fearfully as their dreams plagued them.

"Ring around the Rosy, pocket full of pensive thoughts and tears."

Ginny dressed in a white dress of satin that was several feet too long for her and dragged behind her was spinning in the middle of the room, the dress was soaked as was she, water covering her eyes, her wet hair slapping her in the face.

"Rosy loves to dance and play, through the days and many years"

Draco watched from a chair, covered in spikes they were driving into his skin, making rivets of blood stream down his arms and legs. He watched her spin, trying to maneuver out of the chair without killing himself. All he could see was the shadow swimming below them, underneath the glass floor of the circular room, graceful as it was he could sense a menacing threat. It was swimming great circles around Ginny and it wasn't getting any further away.

"Rosy longed for things she couldn't believe in and it made her cry."

Ginny knew the rest of the rhyme and she couldn't stop spinning, she could see someone out of the corner of her eye. A friend, someone she knew wanted to help her but she couldn't stop spinning.

She knew what rhymed with cry, she saw the creature circling her from below and she could understand the poem. But she had to fight it, she had to stop. No, it couldn't end this way. Her muscles ached, her head pounded and her eyes were blurry.

"Just say it." she told herself, then it'll end.

She opened her lips and tried to call out but an invisible force seemed to slap her across the face, she could see the shadow coming up quickly, she felt the jolt as it contacted the floor. She heard the glass crack.

Terror flooded her mind, it was coming for her. The pain she felt from the slap was nothing to what she was about to receive, and she knew that. Letting the slaps tear at her from all directions she screamed out a name and jolted awake.

"Draco!" She screamed as soon as she woke up to see she was sitting up right. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were stinging, catching her breath she looked down from the ceiling to see Draco was awake and upright as well.

"I hate riddles." he sighed letting his head fold in his hand. Before she could blinks he realized he had been in the dream with her, she went to his side and sat down at his feet.

"What was that?" she asked. He looked up, she watched him stare beside her nose for a while.

"Your crying you know." he said quietly. Ginny sighed and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.

"I know." she lied, she still felt a little woozy. "But what was that?"

"I don't know, but I've had them before." he said raking a shaky hand through his hair. Ginny swallowed the lump in her throat.

"About me?" she wondered allowed. He nodded and sat back on the bed, propping up some pillows to make himself comfortable. Ginny looked behind her to see her mount of pillows were scattered all over the floor.

"I have no idea what they mean though. The other one had something to do with a little girl getting her head bashed in, you drowning and a table with a phoenix on it." he shrugged, he watched Ginny pale a little.

"Me neither." she said quietly looking out the window, one of her main fears was drowning. She swallowed her pride, it was no or never. She wasn't so stupid she couldn't tell what had made him overly moody lately, she was stubborn but not stupid."I forgive you." she said simply. She didn't really want to abbreviate on it, she fingered her bandaged leg gently. Draco looked up narrowing his eyes, she could tell she had him confused. She hoped he'd figure it out.

"Why?"

"Because I'm finally starting to understand you. You may be strange, and kind of rude sometimes, well most of the time-" she started but Draco smirked cutting her off.

"Is there going to be a compliment hidden in there somewhere?" he asked. Ginny laughed a little.

"Shut up you. But I actually don't think you went through with the bet for what Zambini thinks you did. I think you were just lonely." she confessed. She felt a little better when his smirk grew more gentle.

"You know, for a Weasley, you've got some brains after all." he laughed. Ginny's eyes sparked a little deviously.

"So you did kick his ass right?" she asked, Draco laughed again and hit her in the face with his pillow.