A/N: I'm super pumped right about now. Don't ask why, seeing as it's a Monday and I'm running on 4 hours of sleep. YAY! Also, this past Friday I was very fortunate to see the movie 300. If anyone has the means of going to see it ('tis rated RRRR) I suggest you do so right this minute. The Phantom from Phantom of the Opera is in it and it equals hotness. :D

Chapter 6—Oh, the Drama

Ginny finished her classes for the day with a light feeling. Logan had obviously taken a liking to her, and Potter hadn't bothered her once today. In addition to her elation, she also had light-headedness, because of the lack of food for the past two days. She had skipped lunch altogether, instead sitting out by her favorite oak tree and skipping rocks. No one seemed to have noticed her disappearance, except for one dark-haired Slytherin.

Although Blaise suspected something was up with Ginny, he didn't want to confront her just yet because of their new friendship. He didn't have a lot of close friends, nay, he had none. Except for Malfoy, of course. But then again, Draco didn't know a lot of the things Blaise had hidden from the rest of the world.

Ginny decided that she might as well make an appearance at dinner so Logan wouldn't be worried about her. She smiled radiantly at him as she walked into the Great Hall and sat down next to Colin at the Gryffindor table. Ginny tried desperately to ignore the enticing aromas of the foods around her, and was successful. She ignored all the steaks and potatoes, and grabbed just a roll with a tiny slab of butter.

"Ginny, you weren't at lunch today. You must be starving! Yet you're eating only a roll." Colin looked at her with a clearly confused expression on his face.

"Oh, Colin, don't be silly. I had some work to catch up on so I went to the kitchen and got a huge sandwich and some dessert. I should be fine, no worries." Ginny smiled at him convincingly and he nodded in agreement at her fib. "Well, I'm done. I'll see you later, Colin."

It's strange, how quickly one's mood can change. Ginny went from being completely miserable and intolerable of everyone around her, to completely chipper and polite. She decided that she had to make the best of this year, and it wouldn't be her best if she was moping about half the time, well, all the time.

Ginny started for the Gryffindor tower, and then remembered her date in the library with Logan. She smiled to herself and quickened her pace to the library. As she passed the many shelves of books, she saw that the library was surprisingly empty. Soon, she heard a voice.

"Hey, Gin. I'm over here." Ginny spun around and saw Logan smiling brightly up at her. "Get lost?"

"Oh, hey Logan. No, I was just looking for where you were." Ginny sat down next to him and smiled. "I don't want to sound rude, but are you relatively smart?"

"Well, I did pass all my O.W.Ls in flying colors. Why do you ask?"

"I just need some help with my homework. Complete overload." Ginny was smart, very intelligent, actually, but when she was overwhelmed with homework, her mind seemed to become completely foggy.

"Okay, no problem. Hey, did you hear? According to Dumbledore, this weekend's supposed to be extremely beautiful, so we get to go to Hogsmeade. That means we can go together, just a bit sooner than we had planned." He winked at her and she grinned.

"That sounds wonderful, Logan. Now, I have to write this essay for Charms about this…charm…obviously. It's called the Tacarechise charm. Now, if I had been paying attention, I would know what the heck it does."

"It basically causes you to smile uncontrollably, although it tends to get a bit creepy. Now, the incantation is Tacarecho. It's a bit difficult to master, but it's worth it in the end."

"Uhm, no offense, but how the heck is it worth it? I don't see how being able to smile freakishly is…satisfying." Ginny looked absolutely confused. Logan thought, she looks so cute when she's confused...

"Well, you could always cast it on a Slytherin during Potions and see how Snape reacts. I think he actually has a phobia of smiling."

"Ha-ha, I'll have to try that out on Malfoy." Ginny continued to laugh lightly until she heard another familiar voice behind her.

"Try what, Weasley? You know, you're late for your detention." Malfoy-he just seems to pop up everywhere, doesn't he?-was standing behind her, leaning against a bookshelf with his arms and ankles crossed, a smirk firmly in place.

"Nothing, Malfoy. I'll be there in a few minutes, just go on ahead."

"No, Weasley. You're coming with me now, whether you like it or not. It's bad enough I have to supervise your detentions, I also have to fetch you when you refuse to show up on time." There was a slightly dangerous look in his eyes as he leaned forward and grabbed Ginny's wrist.

"Ouch, Malfoy! Let me go!" Ginny tried desperately to get out of his grip, but he was too strong.

"Let her go, Malfoy. I believe she said that she would be there in a few minutes." Logan had stepped in to intervene. Malfoy still had not let go of her hand. "I said, let her go."

"Why should I listen to you? But wait, I believe the million-Galleon question here is why in the world are you hanging around scum like Weasley?" Malfoy drawled, her surname being punctuated with a tug on her wrist.

Ginny stared on with tears in her eyes. Malfoy was really hurting her wrist and he had just insulted her. She didn't want them to fight, so she took matters into her own hands…er, feet.

Just then, Ginny whirled around and kicked Malfoy hard, in the kneecap. He immediately let go of her wrist as he howled in pain. Ginny quickly gathered her things and gave Logan a quick peck on the cheek. "Thanks, Logan." Before he could reply, she dashed out of the library, straight towards the dungeons.

Not long after she made it to Snape's dreary classroom, Malfoy stomped in with a murderous look on his face. He looked like he was struggling to find words to describe his malice. "You. A Weasley never hits a Malfoy. Nobody hits a Malfoy. You're going to pay for that."

Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Oh, really? I guess I'm nobody then." Ginny turned around and sat on the top of a table and crossed her arms. Maybe I shouldn't be acting so…nonchalantly…he looks ready to kill. Ginny shrugged off the thought. "So, what do I have to do this fine, fine evening?"

Malfoy was shaking with rage. Well, she's got spunk, I'll give her that. But she kicked me! Nobody kicks me! Malfoy finally stopped shaking and his cheeks went from the abnormal rosy shade to the familiar, pale color it always is. It seemed as if he had learned to control his emotions.

Ginny sat there patiently, waiting for her punishment.

Malfoy sighed exasperatedly. "Just, clean the tables off. They look kind of grimy." With that, he turned and walked to Snape's desk and sat down, once again putting his head in his hands. Why couldn't I yell at her? What's going on with me? Stupid Blaise. He said 'her life is rough.' Then, what should I care? I'm curious, no doubt, but…ugh. I'll just forget about it.

Malfoy didn't notice Ginny staring at him curiously, with a hint of concern. "Malfoy, are you okay?"

"I could ask you the same question." Malfoy let the question slip before thinking about what he was asking.

"What are you talking about?" Ginny was silently praying that Blaise didn't tell him about their talk the day before.

"I'm just going to say it because it is bugging me to no end. I can't even yell at you for Merlin's sake. Blaise told me that you had a rough life. So I'm going easy on you. Have a problem with that?"

Ginny was speechless. She opened and closed her mouth dumbly a few times before asking, "Well, no it's not. But why should you care about what's going on in my life? You don't give a damn about me."

Malfoy just shook his head and didn't say another word. She's right. Why should I care? Maybe because I saw the look of complete melancholy in her eyes that first night back…

Ginny rolled her eyes and began scrubbing the tables.

The rest of the week passed by quickly for Ginny. All of her detentions went by with little to no talking between her and Malfoy. Ginny was starting to become more and more exhausted, no matter how much she slept. However, it had nothing to do with sleep. Her extreme lack of food left her with hardly any energy. Somehow she managed to make it through the days.

Ginny woke up Saturday morning, positively excited at being able to spend a beautiful day in Hogsmeade with Logan. She walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower. As she inspected herself in the mirror, she noticed a slight change in appearance. She felt that she looked a tad bit thinner. Not thin enough, she thought bitterly.

After drying her hair, Ginny went to look for an outfit to wear. It was still late summer, so she needn't wear a sweater or a cloak. She ended up choosing a pair of jeans and an emerald green ¾-sleeve shirt that had gold ivy embroidered just underneath the bust line. She wanted to look nice, yet casual at the same time. The jeans fit her wonderfully, unlike the ones that she had been given by her brothers. Ginny had saved up money to buy something that actually looked good on her.

Ginny gave herself a final once over, well, this is as good as it's going to get, and left the dormitory. Ron appeared to have been waiting for her in the Common Room. "Hey, Ron. What are you up to?"

"Oh, nothing. I was waiting for Hermione, actually. You look nice, going to Hogsmeade with someone?"

"Yeah. Hey, that's really nice that you and Hermione finally got over each other and are going out."

"We're not going out, Ginny. Don't change the subject. Who are you going to Hogsmeade with?"

"Uhm, Logan Harvey, he's in Raven-" Ron cut her off.

"I know bloody well who he is. You stay away from him, Ginny. He's bad news, I'm serious."A look of anger mixed with concern was swimming in his eyes.

Ginny looked at him with scorn. "Ronald! You do not get to tell me who and who not to go out with. Now if you'll excuse me, Logan's waiting." Without waiting for Ron's rebuttal, she stormed from the Common Room.

She found Logan waiting for her in the Entrance Hall. He was wearing jeans with a simple navy blue tee that brought out the color in his eyes.

"Hey Logan," Ginny said as she walked up to him.

"Hey." He bent down and brushed his lips against hers. Ginny blushed slightly. "Shall we?"

"We shall."

Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini were not far from the couple and watched the scene with mixed emotions.

"That should be a crime. I've never seen something so disgusting in my entire life." Obviously, Malfoy's point of view.

"Oh, come on Draco. She's happy. What do you care anyway?"

"Because I feel sorry for the bloke. Hopefully he won't catch any sort of diseases or anything. Sickening, that was."

"Chill out, will you? She's my friend, so stop insulting her."

"Your friend?! You talked to her once!"

"Yeah, but it was that one talk that led to our friendship. She told me things…"

"Oh, is this how her life is oh so rough?"

"Yes, indeed it is. Now lay off."

Up ahead, Ginny and Logan were talking animatedly about Quidditch. "I absolutely love playing Quidditch. Especially in the rain."

"In the rain?" Logan asked. "Why?"

"I don't know. I just love being in the rain overall, actually. It just makes me feel so calm, like all my troubles are being washed away."

"Troubles? What troubles could you possibly have?"

"Hey, I have a great idea!" Ginny easily diverted from the topic of conversation; she didn't exactly want to talk about her Potter situation to him.

Logan sighed. "What's that?"

"How about we race the rest of the way to Hogsmeade?" Ginny's eyes held a complete look of excitement and Logan just couldn't say no to those beautiful eyes.

"Okay, but no crying when I beat you, yeah?"

"Oh please! Okay. On your mark, get set, GO!" Ginny immediately sped ahead, with Logan not too far behind. They both played on their respective Quidditch teams and were in excellent shape. Well, Ginny was…

They ran full out until they were just outside the entrance to Hogsmeade. Ginny started to feel very, very faint. She hyperventilated, terrified at what was going on. She blinked furiously, but she couldn't stop as she began fading in and out of consciousness. Eventually, her whole world went black and she collapsed onto the trail.

"Ginny! Ginny! Are you okay? Ginny, please, wake up!" Logan had immediately stopped when he didn't hear her footsteps anymore (he was ahead) and started to panic when he saw that she had collapsed. He crouched down next to her and cradled her in his lap.

Logan heard two more pairs of feet come up behind him. He whirled around and immediately recognized Blaise Zabini with Draco Malfoy right behind. Blaise had seen the whole scene and panicked as well when he saw Ginny collapse to the ground.

"What happened?" Blaise asked Logan.

" I don't know, she suggested we race-"

"We gathered that much, thanks, though." Malfoy interrupted him. He seemed to be actually concerned for Ginny.

"Anyway, we were racing, and then I didn't hear her footsteps anymore. When I turned around, I saw that she had collapsed. That's all."

Blaise sighed. "I know what happened. She's so…ugh. You're Harvey, correct? Yes, go up to the castle and tell McGonogall. Draco and I will take her to the Hospital Wing."

"Why should I leave her with you two?" Logan didn't trust the two Slytherins as far as he could throw them.

"Because, Harvey, Ginny and I happen to be friends, and this is all for her well-being and I'm telling you right now, she won't be upset if I took her up to the Hospital Wing, so there's no need to worry."

Logan nodded his head uncertainly, "okay, all right. But make sure she's okay." He turned and ran all the way back to Hogwarts.

"Wait, so I have to help you take her up there? Not my fault she passed out."

"Listen, Draco. I need you to do me this favor. Just this once. Just carry her, or levitate her if you're that irritable. I need to get her something." Blaise didn't even wait for his response as he ran down the streets of Hogsmeade.

Malfoy huffed in annoyance and gathered the youngest Weasley in his arms. To him, she felt surprisingly light. Almost too light...

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A/N: well that was a surprisingly long chapter. some D/G interaction. wooo. that tacarechise charm i basically made up. i took the letters of cheshire cat and scrambled them, hence the charm being for smiling creepily. anywho. reviews please :D