Took me a while to think of something for this chapter.. but I got the main idea and I'm thinking it up as I go along.

It's almost 2 in the morning, so if it's not that great, I am sorry :(

I could always re-write it.


The sun shone brightly through Ginny's window. The light hit her face and she opened her eyes, wondering why the stupid sun had to wake her up. She looked around the room only to find that Hermione and the rest of the girls were already gone. Must've gone to breakfast. Ginny thought, nodding to herself and hopping out of bed.

She walked over to a long mirror beside her bedpost and looked into it: her red hair was a slight mess from tossing and turning in her sleep last night, so she fixed it by brushing it quickly. She got dressed into a pair of black shorts and a tank top, seeing as it would be very warm out today and she would want to spend time outside.

A few minutes later Ginny walked into the Great Hall where everyone was eating, talking, and having a really good time. Looking over to the Gryffindor table, she saw Neville waving at her to come over. She walked over and sat down between Neville and her brother – Ron.

"Heard there's a Quidditch game today," Neville said, grinning. Ginny knew he loved to watch the Quidditch games. "Are you playing, Ron?"

"Nah," Ron said, looking down at his plate of food which hadn't been touched. "Don't feel like it."

"You okay, Ron?" Ginny asked, putting her hand on her brother's shoulder. "You look like someone punched you in the stomach and you can't breathe."

"Something similar," Ron mumbled. He looked down and then crossed his arms on the table, resting his head on them. "I can't get a decent girlfriend!"

"O...kay," Ginny said, standing up and patting Ron on the back. "This is something I don't want to listen to, to be perfectly honest. I'm going to find Hermione or Harry. Do you know where they are, Neville?" she added, looking around the Gryffindor table. Harry nor Hermione were anywhere to be seen.

"Oh!" Neville exclaimed, raising his hand up and snapping his fingers. "I almost forgot! Harry wanted me to tell you that he and Hermione went to Hogsmeade and that they'll be back before lunch."

Ginny looked around, then nodded. "Thanks Neville." She made her way out of the Great Hall and into the Entrance Hall. It was way quieter in this room. Even the echoing sounds from the Great Hall were drowned out by the silence in the Entrance Hall. Ginny walked over to the big oak front doors and opened them, walking out into the warm morning sunlight.

"What are you doing out here, Weasley?" a voice spat at her. She spun around in fright and saw Draco Malfoy leaning against warm stone wall. "Aren't you supposed to be having breakfast with your little freak friends?"

Ginny rolled her eyes and looked at his. "Listen, Draco," she said, raising her eyebrows. "I don't see what your problem is. Really. I don't. So why don't you just let me be?"

"I like to make people feel bad," Draco said, pushing himself away from the wall and walking over to Ginny. "It's what I do. It's what I'm famous for."

"Well, then, I'll just walk away," Ginny said, but Draco stepped in front of her. "Get out of my way," Ginny warned, raising her eyebrows at him.

"Make me." Draco said, smirking at her. Ginny quickly pulled her wand out of her shorts pocket and pointed it at his face. "Don't make me blow your face off," she said sweetly, smiling at him. He put his hands up and moved out of the way. "Thank you." Ginny said, putting her wand back. "Now, if you'll excuse me."

Ginny walked away from Draco, down the stone steps and onto the large green lawn. Draco watched her until she got the the small road that led to Hogsmeade, then he went into the castle.

The little road was growing wider as Ginny walked along it, mumbling to herself. She wondered why Draco was being odd; he never talked to her. She shrugged off the thought as she walked into Hogsmeade. It wasn't that busy: there were a few peddlers here and there, some shop owners out for a walk, and then there was Harry and Hermione, exchanging packages near The Three Broomsticks. Ginny smiled and made her way over to them.

"Hey," she stopped beside Hermione and smiled. "What're you two doing in Hogsmeade? I thought you'd be at breakfast."

"Who told you we were here?" Harry asked, laughing slightly. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly like he always did when he was hiding something or just didn't want to give away a secret.

"Neville did," Ginny said, looking down. She noticed Harry was holding a really small package. It was the one Hermione had handed him. "Hermione, can I talk to you for a second?" Ginny added, pulling Hermione near a few barrels sitting outside a shop. Harry stood awkwardly in the street, waiting.

"What is it?" Hermione whispered, looking at Ginny. "Is something wrong?"

"Well, not really wrong. Just odd," she said, frowning. "Draco was talking to me. He never talks to me. He usually just calls me a name and walks off."

"How strange," Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips. A bag swung on her arm. "What did he say?"

Ginny found it rather un-important now to talk about Draco. She wanted to know what the packages were all about. "Never mind that now. What are you and Harry doing with those packages?"

"I can't tell you," Hermione bit her lip and smiled. "It's a surprise. For you."

"I hate surprises," Ginny said, "and you know it."

"But you'll love this surprise!" Hermione exclaimed, her eyes shining brightly. "Be in the common room at midnight tonight."

Ginny nodded, wondering what the surprise was. "Okay..."

Hermione started to walk towards Harry, but then stopped and turned to face Ginny again. "Oh, by the way," she said, smirking. Then she whispered: "Harry told me what happened last night." There was a small wink from Hermione and suddenly Ginny had the feeling in her stomach. That feeling that you would get if you were walking up a set of stairs in the dark and you miss one and almost fall. That feeling of your stomach dropping down to your feet.

She is up to something and I want to know what it is! Ginny thought to herself, squinting her eyes at Hermione, who was now walking back towards Hogwarts with Harry. Whatever it was that they were doing, Ginny didn't have a good feeling about it. She never had a good feeling about anything, so she decided not to really worry about it.

She turned around and walked into The Three Broomsticks. A butterbeer would almost always help her nerves. Once she got into The Three Broomsticks she sat down at the bar and looked at the door as it closed slowly. In twelve hours she'd be getting a surprise.


Sorry that this chapter is short. I'll try and make them longer as I go along. Just bear with me here.
Chapter three will be up either later today or tomorrow morning.

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