Just a little drabble, for the speed drabbles.
Ginny is sitting in the library, trying to focus herself on the potions essay that she has to write. She has only just arrived at Hogwarts, but she already hates Snape with a passion. Two feet, just after the first lesson. None of the other professors had given such assignments yet, but then again, no one was as evil as Severus Snape.
A light blonde girl sits down opposite her, looking dreamy, right through Ginny. She has seen her a few times, but never said a thing to her. And so she starts: "Excuse me, but have we met?"
"Are you a nargle?", the girl asks.
Ginny wonders what on earth a nargle might be, but she tries anyways. "I'm not. I'm a girl. Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not normally like this, but I feel a little unclear."
She already knows the girl's reputation, and it's not for being level-headed. "What is wrong?"
"I don't know. Maybe something got into my head. It makes me quite sad really. And all my clothes got covered in ink. I came here to find some rest, to bring happiness to my head. And drive away who is in there."
"What would make you happy?"
"Well, happiness might be a little hard to come by right now, but I'm sure that there will be some around here."