AN- Wow, if ya'll want a great concert, go see Motley Crue. It was amazing!! Sorry its been a while, I got really sick and just found out I have to have my gallbladder removed. Kinda sucks, but at least I have pain pills now! Anyways, this is kinda short but I felt it needed to end there....REVIEW!!

Chapter 2

"These are some strong charms and wards Draco. Someone doesn't want to be disturbed." Blaise commented as he broke through the charms on the Astronomy Tower door.

"Not like I really care, Blaise. I need to get up there. The potion doesn't take long but it has to be made at least 200 meters above sea level and under a full moon. Plus, there isn't a ward you and I can't break through." Blaise shook his head, turning back to work through the wards and began talking to himself, which wasn't unusual.

"Damn Draco, maybe I should just refuse from now on. But what good would that do, he'd just do it himself and there would be no one to stop him from being an ass…" He broke the last charm and opened the door. "Someone else is probably up here, but no…Draco has to be in the Astronomy Tower for this and who cares who else is here! He's a Malfoy, he gets his way, yet he forces ME, his best friend, to get through the wards on the door. Can't do it himself, no. You best be glad I love you."

"Shut up. I just want to get this done and get back to our rooms. I have better things to be doing, if you know what I mean." Then he saw her, a glorious, perfect naked body. Long legs, perfect breasts, and a gorgeous face topped with…red hair. He hid his shock well, unlike Blaise. "Weasley, don't you think you should put some clothes on, nobody wants to see that. Were you up here snogging Potter? Where is he hiding?" He glanced around. "Well, 20 points from Gryffindor anyway, for being out after hours.

She rolled her eyes at him, but instead of being offended, he was intrigued. There was no one else around and she was in a purified circle, with candle, perfectly naked. Was she performing a rite? He watched as she closed her circle and put her robe back on.

"If you must know, I was performing a rite. And as a High Priestess, I have permission to be out of bed to perform a rite. Surely, you, as Head Boy, must know that. I thought you were supposed to know everything going on in Hogwarts." He was shocked then, not only was a Weasley a High Priestess in training, but she had a smirk on her face identical to his. "Now that you've both gotten a good look and found out something you didn't know and didn't expect, I think I'll leave you here in shock. If you'll excuse me, you can get to doing your business… or each other, whatever it is that you do." She gave them a sexy smile, then disappeared. Blaise was the first to recover.

"Did she say a High Priestess? A Weasley?" Draco turned his head to glare at him, then proceeded farther onto the tower.

"Let's just get this done. I don't want to think about the Weaslette anymore." No matter how gorgeous she is and how powerful she must be. He shook the thoughts from his head, she was a Weasley for goodness sake, and it wouldn't do to think of her like that.

Ginny shot up in her bed, trembling from head to toe, and yet she could just barely remember the dream that had caused it. Souls intertwining, beautiful and perfect, swirling with love and desire that she could feel so strongly, but then suddenly they were crushed, put out like water to flames with a black, oily…it hadn't been a soul, more like a demon spirit. Just the thought of it made her shiver again. There had been more to the dream, she knew, and it seemed she had recognized those souls, the colors of the auras she had seen. But yet, after waking she couldn't recall.

Deciding it was no use to try and go back to sleep, she decided to take a long shower to calm herself down before going down to breakfast.

Walking down to the Great Hall, Ginny decided it was too pretty outside to stay in. She grabbed a few pieces of toast and escaped down to the lakeside to eat. She had always loved autumn, the colors of the leaves as they fell, the cool comfortable breeze. It was just the first weekend in October, but Ginny knew she better enjoy it while she could, because it would be getting cold soon. Climbing up on top of a boulder, she sat watching the Giant Squid bask in the sunlight, it's many arms setting on top of the water.

It was then that she saw the two other bodies, bare chests open to the sunlight, as they smiled and laughed. They were on the opposite side of the lake, but with her enhanced senses, she knew exactly who they were, Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. She shook her head but couldn't tear her eyes away from them, they knew there were rumors flying throughout the school about them. About how they had come back this year closer than ever before, leading some to believe they were in a relationship and yet there they were, laying half naked together and just feeding the flames.

She stood up, brushing the crumbs from her lap and began to make her way toward them as quietly as possible. She knew if she didn't want them to hear her, then they wouldn't. Right as she was about to approach their forms and reveal her presence, the fairly innocent scene before her turned to much more. Draco had quickly straddled Blaise, leaning down to give him a short, rough kiss and then making his way down his neck on chest, kissing and biting.

Her surprise and a loud gasp gave her away and their heads both shot up.

"Like what you see? Did you want to join?" Blaise said, wiggling his eyebrows in a highly suggestive manner.

"Join? The little bitch was spying on us! Now she's going to go tell all of Hogwarts that the rumors are actually true! What the fuck do you think you're doing Weasley?" Draco yelled, getting off of Blaise to stand right in front of her.

"First off Malfoy, I don't give a damn what you do in your spare time, I don't spread rumors. Second of all, anyone could've seen you out here. It's Saturday, it's nice out, and you're lying by the lake. What did you expect, complete privacy?" She flipped her hair as she turned around, walking back toward the castle. Then she stopped and looked back toward the fuming boy. "By the way, you're a bastard."