A/N-Hey guys! Thanks for the complete lack of reviews! I feel so sad. More reviews equals more updates.

LDS-BLONDE-Yah me too. I'm kind of… Undepressed right now so it's kind of hard to write something where she's depressed…

Fainus-Ahhh but you see, Draco didn't mess with… Oh… Oh no. I've said too much… Crap…

.spitxfire.-Lol. I know how you feel. My life would be nothing without these stories. All the suspense is killing me.

I wandered through the corridors with my arms crossed and my head down. I sighed again for what seemed like the millionth time and finally listened to my brain. Leaning against a wall I slid down till I was sitting against it and started banging my head. When I got really dizzy, I stopped and put my head to the back of my head.

I pulled it away and cursed under my breath. My palm was coated in a thin layer of blood. I gritted my teeth and stood up, fighting the urge to fall over when another dizzy spell hit. I walked to the end of the corridor in the direction of the hospital wing. After walking for about thirty seconds, I stopped and fell against the wall, closing my eyes.

'That was a stupid idea…' I thought miserably.

Using the wall as support, I felt my way back to the entrance hall where I-conveniently? - ran into Draco.

"Ginny?" He sounded curious. I didn't answer and continued on my way to the hospital wing. I must have had some major brain damage or blood loss because my legs suddenly gave out leaving me on the floor half conscious.

Draco rushed over. "Ginny? Are you okay?" He helped me sit up and supported me so I didn't fall over again. I glared half heartedly and stood up using the handles on the doors to the great hall as leverage.

I took a deep breath and began to, once again, work my way to the hospital wing.

Draco came up behind me and hooked my arm around his shoulders. Sliding his arm around my waist, he steadied me. "Let me help you." I nodded as little black spots filled my vision. At this point I couldn't afford to fight off his help.

With Draco holding me steady, we eventually made it to the hospital wing. The minute Draco pushed through the doors, Madam Pomfrey rushed over and started fussing over me.

"Just put her over here, Mr. Malfoy," She said sternly. Draco helped me sit, and eventually lie down, on the closest bed while the nurse checked my vitals using a series of spells I had never heard of.

Resting my head on the pillow, I closed my eyes. My head was pounding and I opened my eyes again. They were only open for a second, however, until Madam Pomfrey forced a potion down my throat. I sighed as the pain edged and I sunk into the blissful dark of sleep.

When I awoke, it was dark. The first thing I became aware of was the soft yet annoying pounding in the back of my head. I groaned inwardly, remembering the days' events.

The next thing I noticed was a slight pressure on my hand. I looked down and noticed another hand holding mine. That wand was connected to an arm which, in turn was connected to a shoulder. The shoulder, I soon found out, belonged to Draco. He was staring blankly at a spot on the pristine white blanket.

I smiled and looked back at our hands, only just noticing his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of my hand. I concentrated on the slow, calming motion, allowing it to lull me back to sleep.

When I woke the second time I immediately noticed I was alone. I frowned, feeling a sense of unease. I whimpered softly, only just noticing the pounding in my head had gotten worse.

I began to shake uncontrollably. I sat up quickly and shot out of bed. I almost made it to the door when I heard a worried voice from behind me say, "Ginny?"

I turned around so quickly my head spun. I ignored the dizziness and gave another whimper. I sunk down to the floor, my eyes looking everywhere for the source of the word. I couldn't see anything. I hid my head in my hands and started crying softly.

Suddenly I felt someone's arms around me. I looked up and, through my tears, I saw Draco. I threw my arms around his neck.

"You were gone. You were there, I saw… Then… You were…" I shuddered and bit my lip. "You said you would help me… But you can't help me if you're not there…" I sniffled and swallowed the lump that was rising in my throat.

I heard Draco sigh but kept my head in its place on his chest. He picked me up and I tightened my hold around his neck, feeling the dizzy feeling return at the movement. Finally the spinning stopped and I let go of Draco, realizing I was holding on to him even though I was sitting safely on the bed.

I coughed and lied down.

Suddenly, I felt the urge to be mean to him. So you know what? I was. Mean to him, that is. "How's Pansy?" I sneered at him as best I could in my fuzzy state.

He frowned at me. "I don't know," He said. "But why do you care?"

I shook my head and turned away from him. In all reality, I didn't care. She could be dead and my life wouldn't change.

He mumbled something unintelligible. I rolled to face him again. "What was that?"

"I don't want you mad at me…" He said quietly. I had to strain to hear him. Then he stood up, gave me a sad smile and walked out of the hospital wing.

Watching him go brought tears to my eyes and I couldn't help but play his words over and over in my head.

I don't want you mad at me…

I wondered what that meant. I wasn't mad at him per say, just a little disappointed. He had told me that we would be together forever. Not in so many words but he had insinuated it.

I shook my head, took a deep breath and sat up. I was about to get up when Madam Pomfrey wandered over to my bed.

"Lie down, child!" He pursed her lips and shook her head. I looked longingly toward the doors as she pushed me down. "No, I'm not going to ask questions, Miss Weasley, but I must insist that you never do that again. What did you expect would happen by banging your head repeatedly on a stone wall? Honestly!" She shook her head and poked at me with her wand.

Ten minutes later she stepped back. "You'll be able to leave by breakfast. Not a second before. I want to monitor your progress to make sure the dizzy spells are kept to a minimum." She looked at me expectantly and I nodded, telling her I wouldn't leave until then.

As it was only 8:30, I didn't have long to wait. But be that as it may, the minutes seemed to stretch by like hours. Finally Madam Pomfrey told me I could go. I smiled softly and almost ran out of the hospital wing.

I was almost at the doors to the great hall when I was grabbed from behind and slammed up against the wall.

Gasping, I tried to simultaneously get my breath back and find out who my attacker was.

"Stay away from my Draco, muggle lover," A voice hissed in my ear. I winced. Pansy. That was what I needed.

"I was planning to," I whispered back. The pain in my chest intensified. Whether it from my heart shattering or from Pansy pushing on it to keep me from moving, I'll never know.

"Why don't you go suck something?" She sneered, finally letting me go.

Before running, I summoned my courage and said, "Sorry, I believe that's your job." Then I ran.

It seemed that all I did lately. Run. Run. Run.

Would it be possible to run too far?

A/N- Thanks for reading! Please review!

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