Draco Malfoy walked into the Great Hall late, and managed to eat a bagel before it was time to head to class. He talked with Crabbe and Goyle until they parted directions. He turned into the same hallway he collided with Ginny in earlier. He saw her still sitting in the same place and position she landed in when he got up.
He climbed up onto a windowsill and perched there until Granger walked up and the two started talking. He cast a charm that would leave him unnoticed but not invisible or immaterial. As Ginny walked by, he reached out for her on an impulse. His hand passed through her hair that no longer seemed garish, but rather brilliant. The sweet scent of her skin wafted up to him, and he felt a deep longing to taste that sweetness, to lick her naked body from head to toe. Wait…WHAT!?
Draco shook the thought from his mind, lifted his concealment charm, and walked away to his next class.
Ginny walked into her classroom and took her seat, waiting for the day to start. She put her head down on her arms and…
"Ginerva!"
"Ooof…sorry, professor", Ginny said.
Damn. The first real sleep she'd gotten in god knows how long, and it only lasted…she cast a quick tempus charm…fifteen minutes.
"Detention, Ginerva."
Fine by her. It would fill up a few hours of her day. She groaned and put her head back down, but felt the Void grow deeper so snapped it back up. Defense Against the Dark Arts, she told herself. You need to focus.
She tried to clear out her mind so she could focus on the class. She emptied out everything except what related to Defense, and stored them behind her mental wall where she usually tried to contain the Void. But one persistent memory wouldn't leave her.
A pale hand running its fingers through her hair.
Now when did that happen? No one I've dated has skin that white; in fact, no one has pale skin like that here except Draco. No, Malfoy. But I don't remember that this morning…
She snapped her mind back to her class, but the image kept returning. She knew it hadn't, but still she imagined that it had happened. She could almost feel the gentle caress; a brief touch.