These are the dreams of Ginny.
Ginny rolled from side to side. Thrashing at the night air, however she wasn't even conscious. The slashed out at the blackness. She was in her dreamland, but a dreamland invaded.
She was sitting in a room. The light was dim but she could see that there was a bed. On it were some covers. There was no-one else around, from the door there crash. Ron slammed in. He was bleeding. His arm was red. She tried to move but she couldn't, he was screaming, he didn't even notice her. His arm had a gash that was as thin as a blade of a knife.
He crashed onto the bed. The sheets turning red with blood, soaked with it, however she couldn't move still, however hard she tried. She was reaching out yet she still couldn't and he was in agony. His screams were ringing in her ear. Then at the door was a tall dark figure, with a knife dripped in red. A crash and a flash of light came from the window; it was the weirdest thing in the world. It was Harry.
Suddenly she was plunged into the floor. Sinking, suddenly hitting hard. She was in a long room it looked gothic, with shield shaped, curtain like flags that boar a, sword at an angle in front of a shield with a lion, like the Gryffindor lion. In the centre of the room there was a red carpet. Then she took a closer look at the scene. In the centre there was Ron fighting with his wand against Malfoy. The banners were ripped. The carpet was not red, but it was gold, with blood on it. Both Ron and Malfoy were bleeding. They had cuts on their faces and bodies. There were bodies everywhere. Like last time they both had not noticed her.
Ron then pushed the wand through the air with his right hand where from the tip there came a wind, a crushing wind. She could hear it ripple through the room. She saw Malfoy on the floor. He now had a hole in his chest where the wind had stabbed him, he was motionless. Ron mocked him, laughing a laugh, Ginny never wanted to hear it again.
This time she landed in the Gryffindor bedrooms. She could see herself, she was with Harry and she was having sex. She knew what was to happen; it had haunted her for a long time, since the start of the term. It was the time she got caught by McGonagall. This was the reason she was scared. She and Harry had been told one of the worst things in their lives. She had almost expelled them. She slammed through the door.
Sorry for short chapter, will be updated soon.