A/N: I'm trying for another chapter tonight..sorry about how short the last chapter was!
Disclaimer: I am in too much of a hurry to get on with the next chapter that I shall not bother to try and think up some witty disclaimer so don't be daft you idiots, I don't own Harry Potter.
Whew. lol
Ginny just stared after him. It had taken her a great deal of self restraint not to scream at him. She certainly hated it when he made rude cracks about her family--but what could you expect? That was simply who he was, no changing that fact. A rude, arrogant, magisterial git. Malfoy was Malfoy, nothing to be done.
So what was up with his odd behavior? He hadn't supplied a crude retort to her comment, but just ran away! There were plenty of things he could've said or done, but he just left. Draco Malfoy, quite possibly the biggest git in the world, had walked away from a fight, had forfeited infront of quite a few of his 'followers' and infront of some Gryffindors, two namely being Lavender and Parvati, who were sure to spread the word, being the insufferable gossips that they were.
This whole thing left Ginny quite confused. She was having even more trouble concentrating in classes, and this time, it wasn't thanks to a dream catcher. One that she still didn't know about.
Gosh..I am so tired..but there's no way I'd be able to sleep, not with this new..er..event. I wonder what he's playing at. Ginny's head rested on her hand during Charms, but her mind was anything but asleep. "It's just not like him!"
"Shush!" Luca smacked her arm lightly. Ginny blushed, realizing that the last thought had been spoken aloud.
"Sorry, Professor!" Dropping her head into her arms, she groaned as Professor Flitwick continued with the lesson.
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By break, Luca had had it with Ginny's not-so-soft mumblings about none other than a blonde haired Slytherin. He was haunting her mind, torturing the redhead's brunette friend in the process.
Ginny spent her break trying to catch up on sleep, but not to much avail. The crazy dreams were back, eradicating any possibility of real sleep.
Ginny was hurtling along a dark passage, somewhere in the castle. She was sprinting, trying to escape the many faces of the boy who was already haunting her conscious mind that were looming at her through the dark. They were exact replicas of eachother, only in different sizes. Each face was sneering at her, cruelly taunting her. No matter how fast she ran, she couldn't escape.
Suddenly, the floor beneath her dream self fell away, and she was falling down, down, bumping around, bouncing off different versions of Malfoy's face. She screamed, covering her eyes, but his crude remarks only got louder, drowning them out. Suddenly, she landed with a thump and tumbled forward, landing infront of what seemed to be a mirror. She stared at her pale face and wide eyes, her mouth still open in a scream, but no sound coming out. As her reflection faded out of the mirror, another one came in. She saw her--not sitting on the floor, scared out of her mind, but standing tall, arms limp at her sides, her slender fingers clutched in pale ones. A strangled cry left her lips as she fell backwards and found herself plummeting down again, gaining speed, until she landed hard on the floor, face down with her arm underneath her.
Breathing heavily from her dream, Ginny shakily pushed herself up to a sitting position and grabbed her knees, rocking back and forth.
This is where Luca found her moments later, coming to wake her for their next class, Muggle Studies. Although she was still quite shaken up, the class went by quickly, much to Ginny's dismay, for her next class was Potions--with the seventh years. Making sure Ginny was okay, Luca left Ginny at the entrance to the dungeons, where Ginny trudged down to Potions, quite regretting that she had ever been put in the seventh year's Potions class.
Thankfully, there wasn't a blonde in sight when she entered the room, and it stayed that way throughout the class. Sadly, Professor Snape didn't seem to care that Ginny was in a horrible state--he still found something to criticize her about.
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Despite her being incredibly tired, the rest of Ginny's classes passed rather uneventfully that afternoon. By dinnertime, Ginny was almost back to her normal state, aside from the lack of proper rest. She had even been able to push the thoughts of Malfoy to the back of her mind at the arrival of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Nymphadora Tonks had always had interesting lessons for them.
The one thing that could top off the confusing day that Ginny had been having was patrol with Malfoy. Luck was not on her side that night, as they had both been scheduled to patrol Wednesdays. Ginny ate slowly, dreading the time when she'd have to leave the common room. Luca couldn't bear it much more, so she finally spoke up.
"Would you like me to patrol with you tonight?"
"Really?" Luca nodded. "Would you please? I don't think I'll be able to without SOME sort of..." Ginny's voice trailed off. It wasn't exactly that she needed protection from Malfoy--she just didn't want another confrontation, not until she had worked things over in her mind. She needed to find some closure. Luca seemed to understand, for she just nodded and smiled sympathetically.
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Fifteen minutes later, the two girls left Gryffindor tower and began prowling the corridors. Everything seemed to be in order, for the most part, aside from the stray student heading back from the Great Hall or the random couple snogging in a classroom. Ginny was quite happier, having not ran into the blonde so far, and was chatting easily with Luca about the upcoming Quiddich game (Gryffindor against Slytherin, of course), when who should the two run in to but Draco Malfoy.
Ginny's eyes widened in fear, though Malfoy thankfully didn't notice. "What're you doing here, Weasley?" He leered at her, seeming to have forgotten the morning.
Oh..gosh..maybe it was nothing after all! Goodness! I got so worked up over nothing--even giving myself nightmares
"Patrolling, Malfoy, what else?"
"What's she doing here?" He nodded at Luca. Without waiting for a response, he continued. "Five points from Gryffindor."
What! That's not fair! He is definitely back to his old self. But he still can't do that! Even if she's not supposed to be out!
"What for! She's just helping me on my rounds!"
"Uh-uh, Weasel." He pointed at her. "Prefect," and then pointing at himself, "Head Boy. Prefect, Head Boy. There is a bit of ranking difference. So," he gritted his teeth. "Five points from Gryffindor."
Malfoy the pushed past them and went his way, leaving the two to gape at him.
A/N: It's late, and I think that'll just have to do for an ending. So, ha-ha! Two chapters tonight! Woo! lol Yay me!