Dreams

It was a lively day on the Hogwarts grounds. The entire student body was crammed into the Quidditch field, watching as Gryffindor and Slytherin battled it out. In the midst of the crowd, was a group of three, who watched anxiously as Harry Potter swerved around the players and toward the snitch.

"Harry Potter has gone after the snitch, but wait, Draco Malfoy is on his tail, trailing him and catching speed," the announcer said as the crowd watched the two race for the snitch.

The two teams had practically forgotten about the game at hand, and were watching the two seekers race each other. The crowd was still.

In that crowd of three, was an tense Ginny Weasley. She watched as Harry took a sharp dive for the snitch, a move that always made her worried. Draco took notice in this move and followed Harry. Then, in the blink of an eye, Draco had cut off Harry and knocked him off his broom.

Ginny seemed to be watching Harry fall to the ground in slow motion. But in reality, it was a floating spell cast by Madam Hooch. When Harry came to the ground, she examined him for injuries. The crowd was silent, except for the roaring Slytherins, who were cheering because Draco had caught the snitch and won the game, despite the foul.

Madam Hooch escorted Harry to the hospital wing and left the bewildered crowd in wonderment.

"Bloody hell! What is going on?" Ron exclaimed.

"I wonder why Madam Hooch sent Harry to the hospital wing. He seemed fine. There was no way he was injured because of the fall. Do you guys think Malfoy did something to him?" Hermione Granger asked angrily. Ron sighed and looked over at Hermione.

"I wouldn´t put it past him. Come on, we´d better go and see what happened. Coming Ginny?" Ron asked, a slight grin forming. Ginny rolled her eyes and stood to follow

Hermione and Ron. As they made their way closer to the castle, Ginny wondered if she would ever live down her crush over Harry. She was in her sixth year at Hogwarts, a prefect, and still, people made it known that they hadn´t forgotten about her once fanatical crush on Harry Potter. True, it wasn´t as obsessive as it had been in her earlier years at

Hogwarts, but it was still there nonetheless.

Once Hermione, Ron and Ginny entered the school, the three of them ran, entered the hospital wing and ran to Harry´s bedside.

"Harry are you all right?" Hermione asked, quite obviously out of breath.

"What did he do? Did you hear if he said anything? Mumbled a curse?" Ron questioned, looking frantically excited.

"Are you hurt anywhere? Any pain?" Ginny asked.

With all the questions being asked, Harry´s head was spinning. He put his hand up in the air, hoping they would take the hint and quiet down. They did. He smiled gently at the immediate silence that occurred when he simply put his hand in the air.

"You guys calm down. I am fine, I don´t know how he did it, and I don´t feel anything right now, except for anger cause I lost the match," Harry said, answering all of their questions at once. They looked satisfied and relaxed a little. They all stood around for a few minutes talking to Harry until Madam Pomfrey emerged and demanded for them to go, because Harry needed his rest. Hermione and Ron said their goodbyes and began to leave, and so did Ginny, but Harry grabbed her hand and stopped her. Ginny blushed and kept quiet. He waited until the other two had left until he spoke.

"I expected Hermione and Ron to come, but not you. I figured you would have had something else to do. You know, being a prefect and all," he said, his hand, still gripping hers. She blushed a deeper shade of red, and then smiled.

"Honestly Harry, you didn´t expect me to come? What rubbish," she joked. That caused him to grin. His smile still sent shivers down her spine. Over the past few years that her brother had been a friend with him, and she had known him, many things had changed about him physically, but his smile was still the same.

"Well, I better go before Madam Pomfrey comes out again and yells at me. Feel better, ok. See you later Harry?" she said. He nodded and released her hand. He laid his head back and slowly drifted off.

Ginny closed the hospital door behind her and turned around and ran smack into someone. She was too busy analyzing Harry´s words to notice whose chest she had ran into. They both fell down with grunts and looked at one another.

"You!" Ginny said angrily as she looked into those gray eyes. Amusement sparkled in them as they both stood up.

"Happy to see me?" Draco snickered, observing himself, and straightening out his clothes and hair.

"What are you doing here? Have you come to hurt Harry even more? You know, you have some nerve..." Ginny exclaimed. Draco rolled his eyes in what seemed to be complete boredom, and interrupted her.

"If you must know, Madam Hooch, stopped me on the way to my dormitory and is making me come down here and apologize to the big git. Big waste of time really," Draco said unhappily, but then he looked at Ginny and smiled evilly.

"But I am sure I know why you were here. Coming to see if your little boyfriend is ok.

Aw, how...sickening," Draco sneered. Ginny opened her mouth to say something, but she just glared at him and walked off. She could hear Draco laugh as she walked down the corridors and into the Gryffindor common room.

She immediately went into her room and got into her bed. Many thoughts were running through her mind. Most of them were about Malfoy in particular. Everyone in the school knew that last year, Draco had defied his father and turned him over to the Ministry of Magic. It had gained him a lot of recognition and given him, what Ginny thought, was an even bigger head. His father was now in Azkaban surrounded by Dementors.

After that had happened, Malfoy changed in many ways. He was still an annoying prat, but there was definitely a change. The most noticeable was in his physical appearance.

His slicked back hair no longer existed. Now he let it grow out and hang down to right above his neck. Quite an improvement in Ginny´s opinion, but, of course, she would never tell anyone else that.

That night, after much time, tossing and turning, Ginny fell into a restless, dream filled sleep.

Ginny locked at her surroundings. After a few minutes, she realized that she was in the Great Hall.

Everyone was talking and eating their dinner and taking no notice to anything she was doing.

Then she realized, with a start, that she was standing in front of the teachers´ tables and facing the entire school. What was going on?

After much thought, things seemed to get quiet. The students and the teachers had put their utensils down and had all stopped their dinner conversations.

They were all looking at her!

She looked to her right and her eyes widened. Draco was walking towards her. She tried to run, but her feet seemed to be planted on the ground. He came closer and reached his hand out for her to take.

She refused. He smiled gently at her and came closer. She could feel the heat of his breath on her face. The warmth of his body. She couldn´t look at anything but Draco.

In what seemed like a second, Draco had placed his hand upon her cheek and swooped down and kissed her mouth.

After the shock wore off, she could move again. She looked around and her eyes landed on Harry. His eyes said everything.

He was hurt.

She watched as Harry got up from the table, and walked out of the Great Hall. But she didn´t follow him.

She stayed with Draco.

Ginny woke with a start. A light sweat covered her brow. She looked around her and saw it was still night and everyone was probably sleeping. She laid back down and watched the ceiling. Sleep was the last thing on her mind now. What could that dream have meant?

Ginny knew that in the Muggle world, dreams were a showing of humans´ worst fears, or what they want most in life. But that was it. It meant nothing.

In the wizarding world it meant a whole hell of a lot more.

She kissed Draco.

She hurt Harry.

She actually let him walk away.

She stayed with Draco.

"What the hell is going on?" Ginny murmured to herself as she lay awake.

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"You had a dream about Malfoy? Ginny what was it about?" Hermione asked, for she too knew what the significance of dreams for a witch and wizards meant. Ginny tried to quiet her and blushed.

"Yeah I had a dream about Malfoy. Hermione, I don´t know what to think. I would tell you what happened, but I don´t even think I am ready to talk about it," Ginny explained. Hermione nodded. She understood what it was like to know something but not know if she should say anything. She remembered back to her fifth year when she started to like Ron in more than a friendly way.

Now, of course, they were dating and everyone knew.

"What did he say when you ran into him on the way back to the dorm?" Hermione asked. Ginny shrugged.

"A whole lot of nothing. You know Malfoy, the bloody prat had to stop to make some sarcastic remark to me," Ginny answered.

"Well, could you be a bit more specific?" she inquired. Ginny gave her a look that said 'get real' and Hermione stifled a laugh and nodded.

"Oh I see. He was picking on you about Harry? Don't listen to him Ginny," she said. Ginny nodded and blushed at the mention of Harry´s name. They both made their way down to the hall for breakfast. Ginny smiled to herself when she saw that Harry was sitting with Ron eating breakfast. If Madam Pomfrey let him out already, then there must have not been too much wrong with him to begin with.

They all sat around and talked. Ron and Hermione flirted and giggled, while Harry just rolled eyes and listened to the two. He looked over at Ginny to make a goofy face towards Ron and Hermione, but Ginny was quiet. She was oblivious to Harry´s gaze on her. She couldn't get the dream out of her head, and what made it worse was when she looked up and saw Draco staring at her and making kissy faces then laughing with Crabbe and Goyle. She reddened and looked down at her plate.

"What's wrong Ginny?" Harry asked, seeing her distraught expression. Ginny looked up startled.

"Oh, um, nothing Harry. I'm fine. Really," she responded, then looked back down. Harry decided to let it be. But he knew that something was bothering her and he was going to find out.

After breakfast, Ginny went to Potions, and Snape was the last person she wanted to see.

He reminded her too much of Draco. Then she got a disgusting mental picture with her kissing Snape.

Gross!

When she appeared in the room she saw something that made her stomach turn even more.

Draco was sitting there, in the stool right beside her assigned stool. She slowly approached her stool and sat down. She avoided his gaze and pulled out her quill and parchment.

"Hello Weasley, have a nice breakfast?" he chuckled. Ginny sighed.

"Oh go throw yourself down a well, hell, I´ll make it quicker and I´ll shove your head in a toilet," she stated.

"You're just mad because you can't have Potter. And even if you could, I don't see why you would want the git. He has that horrible scar on his face, those glasses-whoever said guys with glasses were hot must have had some mental problems- and the company he keeps. Oops, that´s right, you are some of his pathetic company," he said, with the obvious cheerfulness coming from his voice.

"You know Malfoy, Harry has got class. More than you will ever have. Actually, I am sure it is something that you have never even heard of," she retracted. He looked her in the eyes and suddenly grinned.

"You know Ginny, I could show you real class if I really wanted to, and it would knock you off your feet," he said intensely. " Kind of like how I knocked Potter off his broom yesterday."

Ginny´s eyes widened, but she didn't have the chance to respond because Snape burst into the room with the ugliest sneer on his face.

"For all of you who are wondering, I have invited a seventh year in here today to be of some help to me, not that I need it though. Mr. Malfoy here, will be going around and helping you with your Polyjuice potions today. If you do them right, you will turn into the assigned person I chose you to pair up with. If not, 50 points will be taken from your house. Do I make myself clear?" Snape stated.

No one dared to argue with him. They all began their potions and Ginny was doing just fine until Draco interrupted her.

"Need some help Weasley? If you are anything like your brother I am sure you will. You know the only reason he is a seventh year is because of his `Head Girl´ girlfriend," he chuckled..

"Get away from me Draco. I really don't want to see your ugly mug right now. I am trying to concentrate on my Polyjuice potion," Ginny mumbled. Draco leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"I sure bet you wish you could turn yourself into someone that Harry actually likes."

That was the last straw for Ginny. She quickly looked around to see if Snape was looking then she shoved Draco hard and he landed on the floor with a yelp.

Snape quickly turned around and accusingly looked and Ginny.

"What happened to Mr. Malfoy? Weasley?" he growled. Draco stood up and wiped off his clothes.

"Professor I slipped. Weasley here had nothing to do with it," Draco lied. Ginny's eyes widened.

He didn't get her in trouble. That meant she now owed him and she would have rather gotten in trouble than to have owed him a favor.

Snape looked disappointed at the fact that he wouldn't get to scold Ginny, but nonetheless, he believed Draco and continued to walk around the class, trying to find someone who was doing something wrong.

When the bell rang to signal the end of class, Ginny hurriedly packed her things and left the class as fast as she could.

Ginny was walking along an empty corridor when someone jumped out of a closet and put a hand over her mouth and dragged her back in. She tried to wiggle free, but whoever held onto her wasn't letting go.

Finally, a light was turned on in the closet and she saw before her Draco. He was smiling at her and looking at her in a way that made her squirm.

"What in the hell do you think you are doing?" she demanded. He chuckled and glided his hand from her cheek down her neck. Ginny angrily swatted his hand away, even though his fingers seemed to leave a tingling sensation on her neck.

"I am getting what is owed to me," he said simply. Ginny looked confused.

"I don't owe you anything," she stated. Draco looked quite smug.

"Actually you do. I could have gotten you into a lot of trouble today with Snape. But I didn't. I think that is cause for a reward on my part," he said. Ginny cocked her head and looked at him quizzically.

"What do you want Malfoy? A homework assignment, gossip on Harry? What?" she demanded. He just shook his head and bit his lip.

"No silly girl. That's not what I want," he said.

"Then what do you want?" she asked.

"This," he said simply before he leaned over and kissed her mouth. Ginny tried to protest but for some reason she couldn't. He put his hands on her waist and kissed her harder. She found herself matching his pace and wrapping her arms around his neck to pull herself closer to him. If anyone had told her a few days ago that she would be in a closet, snogging with Draco Malfoy she would have laughed at them, and then suggested they go to the hospital wing to check for head injuries.

But now, she was thoroughly enjoying the sensations his lips were causing, but then the dream entered her head and Harry's face replayed over and over in her mind. She pulled away from Draco suddenly and just looked at him. He stood there proudly with his swollen lips and disheveled hair.

"I just wanted to see what it was like to kiss a Weasley. Bet Potter can't do that," he said smugly before leaving her alone in the closet.