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"Where did he come from?" A perplexed Ginny inquired of Hermione as the dragged the prone form of Harry up to his dormitory.

Before Ginny had had time to think, Hermione had knocked Harry out with a single jet of purple light, which she explained would erase his memory of the encounter, or at least make him think it was all a bad dream.

"No idea, I only knew he was there when he spoke. "

Ginny bit her lip guiltily as she looked down at the unconscious figure, glasses lopsided. He looked so helpless, and sort of sweet in a puppy dog way. She bent down and adjusted the glasses, before grabbing his arms again and levering him up the stairs.

"Well, he will wake up with a headache but otherwise, be completely unscathed," Hermione whispered to Ginny as they descended the stairs, giggling to themselves.

As they bid each other good night, friends once more, Ginny sat in the comfy armchair by the dying fire in the common room. She threw another small log on to the smouldering remains, and regarded the bright sparks absentmindedly.

*Blaise*

Malfoy is pathetic, a spineless, whinging creature. How dare he? And to think I used to be among those who hung upon his every word, and fawned over him sickeningly. It was wrong, and although he may think that this is over, he couldn't be more mistaken.

This is far from over.

*Ginny*

It was an hour later when Ginny was awoken by the clamour of students going down for breakfast. Slightly bewildered, she regarded them all from the recesses of her chair before finally deciding that she should probably be joining them.

Glancing down, she was surprised to see herself already dressed before she remembered the events of the night before. Stumbling out of the warm embrace of the chair, she staggered towards her friend Lucy.

"Morning,"

"Morning, oh Ginny, you look exhausted!"

"Thanks,"

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine just a little bit tired."

"Well, I'll come back upstairs and wait for you to change in to your robes if you want."

"Thanks Lucy that would be great."

Once upstairs, she hurried in to the bathroom and had a rushed shower before pulling on a skirt and blue blouse under her robes. Towelling her wet hair till it was semi dry; she squinted at the bags under her eyes in the mirror. Sighing, she called to Lucy that she was nearly ready and started rooting through her makeup bag.

"Much better," Smiled Lucy, when Ginny finally emerged feeling slightly more human.

When they entered the hall, Ginny looked at once for Harry, and was relieved to see him eating and laughing with Ron seemingly unharmed. She smiled slightly, remembering the look of surprise when Hermione stunned him and sat down.

Lucy passed her a jug and she poured herself a glass of pumpkin juice, trying to appear casual as she looked for Blaise. Her heart skipped a beat when she scanned his table again, realising he was not there.

Again she raked his table with her gaze, passing over one unimportant Slytherin after another. To her alarm, she observed that Malfoy was also missing.

He's fine, please be him be OK.

Please.