Dreams

Ginny staggered out of the closet, her face matching the color of her hair. A bright red. The only problem was, that she could not differentiate the color of her face from anger, or from the pure heat.

Draco Malfoy, had dragged her into an empty closet, and kissed her. And not just a peck on the lips kind of kiss, but he kissed her in a way that mad her want to give up all her morals. Her head swirled in confusion and in amazement as she looked around her, making sure he was not still around.

As Ginny Weasley exited the closet, she was unaware of the pair of eyes that watched her make her way out of the closet, down the corridor and out of site. Soon after, Ginny realized that she was late for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and she rushed to class.

All throughout class, her mind was elsewhere. While the professor was explaining to the class how to identify a true vampire bite, (because the way Muggles described them was way off) Ginny was trying to figure out why all of this was happening. First, she dreamed that Draco kissed her, then he actually does. In a dark closet at that!

How romantic.

The day had went by faster than normal. Soon enough, students were pouring into the great hall for dinner. Ginny sat quietly and picked at her food, unaware of the same pair of eyes on her.

"So, Ginny, how did your day go? Anything interesting happen at class?" Harry asked, his question coming out of nowhere. Ginny jumped and her fork clattered to the ground. She blushed and tried to stop from fidgeting.

"Oh, um, no different that usual. Why do you ask Harry?" she answered, trying to avoid the awkward gaze he held on her.

"Oh nothing, just wondering if any of you had as an interesting day as I did," he wondered aloud.

"What was so interesting?" Hermione asked. Harry glanced at Ginny, then turned his attention back to Hermione.

"You will never believe what I saw. I was walking to class, actually, running cause I was kind of late. Don´t give me that look Hermione. As I was saying. As I was turning the corner something caught my attention," he said. Hermione and Ron were all ears, but Ginny had a sick feeling in her gut. For some reason, she knew what was coming.

"Malfoy was coming out of a closet, and his hair was completely a mess and he looked like his lips had been attacked. Honestly, he looked like he had been assaulted, and in a good way." Harry said, his eyes avoiding Ginny.

"Are you serious?" Ron said, an evil gleam in his eyes. "Did you see anyone else with him?"

"Yeah someone came out a few minutes after he came out, but I really could not tell whom it was," Harry lied. Ginny knew he lied, and she would have given him a thankful look, but right now, she knew she could not do it.

"Damn, we could have got some really good stuff on him," Ron said sadly. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at Ginny. She was startled to see that she was blushing and looked on the verge of tears.

She caught Ginny´s glaze and a guilty look appeared on her face. Realization hit Hermione and she almost choked on her pumpkin juice.

"Honestly you two," Hermione stated, trying to get the attention focused on her." Are Ginny and I the only ones that have no real urge to get him in trouble?" Hermione stated. Ginny flinched and stood up.

"You guys I am not feeling so well, I think I am going to go ahead and head up to the common room," she said, avoiding the three pair of eyes that were upon her. One pair was confused, the other was pity, and well, the other, was blank.

As she was making her way out of the hall, she looked up and saw that Draco had his eyes on her. She couldn´t read his expression, but she decided that she really didn´t want to either.

After giving the password (unicorn tail) and climbing through the portrait hole, Ginny collapsed in a chair in front of the fire. Her eyes stung from the tears. Harry had to have seen her exiting the closet after Draco. The look he was giving when they asked who it was in the closet was a dead give away to as how he felt about the whole situation.

She frantically wiped away the tears when she heard the portrait hole opening.

"Let`s go talk Ginny. I have my own room. There will be no interruptions, I promise," Hermione stated, making her presence known. Ginny looked up and was shocked to see that Hermione was alone.

"You left dinner early? You left without Ron?" Ginny questioned. Hermione nodded and grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs. Hermione stopped at a portrait of a fairy, and then proceeded to tickle its wings.

"Odd things to do to get into my room eh? They figure I want my privacy to study and for head girl things," Hermione, answered Ginny´s question before it could even get out of her mouth.

"Um, just out of pure curiosity, does anyone else know how to get into your room?" Ginny asked. Hermione visibly blushed.

"Well, me, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and...um...Ron," Hermione spit out. Ginny could not help but smile, even though she felt like she was about to get the lecture of her life. They both entered Hermione´s room and Ginny was shocked to see that her room was unbelievable messy.

She looked around and saw several dress robes on the floor, parchments and stray quills covering her desk, and many books wide open in the oddest of places.

"Ignore the mess, I haven´t had time to do much of anything but study lately," Hermione said. They both knew she was lying, but Ginny didn´t say anything.

"So, sit down. First of all, I wand you to know that I am your friend and I would never judge you, but, I want to know what is going on Ginny," Hermione demanded. Ginny sighed.

"You know, for the past six years, I thought I had everything figured out. Well, not figured out, but I had a set routine in my head. I still like Harry, I still feel like I am no more than a shadow sometimes, and I feel that, even though I am a prefect, no one really gives me the respect I deserve," Ginny exclaimed.

"I know the feeling all too well Ginny,´ Hermione said.

"Ok, here´s the thing. Last night, I had a dream about Malfoy-" Ginny continued to tell the story and then tell the events of that previous day. "-and he just pulled me in a closet and kissed me. Hermione, you´ve got to believe I did not want him to, and now Harry thinks I have something going on with Draco and I enjoy snogging in empty closets with him."

Hermione sat still. She didn´t know what to say.

"Hermione, please say something," Ginny said, the tears now flowing freely from her eyes. Hermione sat, perplexed at what she was being told.

"You know, I really don´t know why this is happening. Obviously the dream was a sign of the future. But what would possess Draco to kiss you? Wait, that came out wrong. You know what I mean. Why would he kiss you as payback?" Hermione asked. Ginny thought for a moment and shrugged.

"I don´t know Hermione, and it´s scaring me. I want to talk to Harry about it. I can only imagine what he thinks of me. But he needs to hear what the truth is from me," Ginny groaned and put her head in her hands. Hermione nodded.

"He will understand Ginny. Harry may seem to upset, but once you tell him, he will get over it," Hermione explained. Ginny had a look of gratitude and hugged Hermione.

"Thanks. I just don´t know what I am going to say to him," Ginny said.

"Well, whatever you say, say it tonight. You don´t want him to let it sink in even more. Oh and just a thought to put in your head, there has got to be some other reason he would be so upset over you kissing Draco," Hermione added.

"What other reason could there be besides the fact that he thinks I willingly kissed his worst enemy?" Ginny asked. Hermione smirked and shrugged her shoulders.

After a few more minutes of conversation, Ginny left Hermione´s room and headed back down to the common room. She knew that there wouldn´t be many people in there, but she was surprised to see that there was only one.

Just one.

She slowly approached the figure that was sitting on a couch facing the fire. He didn´t look up or acknowledge her when she sat down next to him.

"Harry, we need to talk," Ginny said softly. He chuckled, but never took his eyes off the fire.

"What could there be to say Ginny? You and Malfoy have a thing going on. So what?" he said calmly. So calmly and without emotion, that Ginny flinched. He was wrong about so many things and she wanted him to know the truth.

"Harry, I know what you saw today isn´t what you think it is. Could you give me a chance to explain to you what happened?" Ginny pleaded.

Harry finally picked his eyes up and looked over at her. He saw the guilt in her eyes, yet he knew those eyes were sincere. He had watched those eyes ever since his fourth year at Hogwarts.

"Ok Ginny. Spill. What´s going on?" he asked. Ginny visibly relaxed and started to tell him the story.

"Alright, it all started last night. In fact, it started when I left the hospital wing. I ran into Malfoy on my way out. Things were said and insults were traded. No big deal. I went up to the dormitory in a bad mood because of some of the things he said. Well, that night I had a dream about Malfoy. It was so weird Harry, I don´t even want to get into it. To make things short, he kissed me. In my dream that is. So that´s why I was so quiet this morning at breakfast. I couldn´t get the dream out of my head," she said. Ginny purposely left out the part where Harry got up and left though. Harry nodded and urged her to continue.

"Well after breakfast I went to Potions, and he was there, sitting in the stool right next to mine. Snape gave this speech about a seventh year student coming in to help and we were to give him no trouble. Anyway, more insults were given, then there was something that he said that really made me mad so I pushed him and he fell on the floor," Ginny said. Harry grinned at the image in his head. Ginny pushing Malfoy down in the middle of potions seemed like something he wished he had seen for himself.

"What was it?" Harry asked. Ginny looked puzzled.

"What was what?" she asked.

"What was it he said that made you push him down?" Harry inquired. Ginny blushed a deep crimson red and started to fidget.

"Well, you know Malfoy. He, um...made a comment about me and how..." Ginny said, but she couldn´t finish her statement. Harry looked at her quizzically. She blushed even more and tried to continue.

Harry smiled gently and spoke for her.

"Ginny, did he say something about me?" he asked. Ginny just looked down and nodded. Harry grinned.

"Alright, go on. What happened next?" Harry asked.

"Well, Snape immediately turned around and gave me the accusing eye. But for some reason Draco got up, wiped himself off, and told Snape that he had fell and that I didn´t do anything," Ginny said. Harry´s eyes widened.

"He didn´t get you into trouble? Wow," he replied, thoughts running through his head also.

"Yeah I know. It made me nervous too. So after class was when I was walking down the corridor and someone covered my mouth and dragged me into the closet," she continued. At the mention of Ginny being dragged into a closet, Harry visibly tensed.

"Then what happened? What did he say? What did he do to you Ginny?" Harry demanded. Ginny´s eye widened at the anger that came from his voice. Harry was usually calm and never showed a lot of anger, but he was fuming.

"Well, he said he was getting what was owed to him. At the time I was really mad cause he dragged me into the closet. But I had no idea what he wanted exactly, so after a few minutes of me being confused and asking what he wanted, he touched me," Ginny explained, showing Harry with her hand how Draco had touched her neck.

"Then he kissed me, he forced me to kiss him. After I realized what was going, I pushed him away and he made a sarcastic remark about wanting to know what it was like to kiss a Weasley. Then he left the closet," Ginny finished.

Harry was quiet. Then he smiled.

"Well, if he was going to find out what it was like to kiss a Weasley, at least it was you. I can only imagine him and Ron in a closet together," he said, then shuddered. Ginny couldn´t smile.

"It´s not funny Harry," she said softly. His eyes dropped.

"I know it isn´t Ginny. I am sorry for believing that you willingly kissed Malfoy," he said. Ginny smiled gently and looked away from Harry.

"It´s ok. I can only imagine what I would have thought if I had saw you and Pansy Park-never mind," Ginny said, blushing at what she had just almost said. He looked at her thoughtfully for a minute and spoke.

"I never meant to make you feel like a shadow Ginny. It was just, you can only imagine what was going on through my head my second through fourth year here. Girls certainly weren`t on my list," Harry said. Ginny nodded and tried not to analyze his words too much.

"Harry, it´s not a big deal. I understand. I can only imagine how my immature crush could seem minuscule compared to the things that have happened," Ginny said, a hint of sadness lingering in her voice.

"Yeah, well I am kind of tired. I think I am going to head up to bed now. Thanks for talking to me and making me listen," Harry said. Ginny nodded.

"Yeah I am pretty tired myself. I better get to bed, I have to finish my potion tomorrow. And I don´t feel like being half-asleep during potions," Ginny said. Harry frowned.

"If Malfoy is in there tomorrow, just ignore him. And if he says or does anything else, tell me ok?" Harry said. Ginny smiled and looked up at Harry.

"You`re acting quite protective Harry," Ginny joked.

"Who says I am acting?" he asked. Ginny´s eyes widened in surprised and Harry smiled gently.

"Goodnight Ginny," he said, before going up the staircase and into his room. Ginny stood there, wondering how to take all of that. She decided not to think of it much, and she went up to her room and climbed into bed.

Had Harry really said that? And did he mean it?

Ginny smiled gently and fell into a peaceful sleep. But that peaceful sleep was about to be interrupted.

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She looked around her and her eyes widened at the familiar scene before her. Once again she was standing in front of the entire school in the Great Hall.

Draco was approaching her, he was wearing a dark green turtle neck and black slacks. Then she realized that no one was in their dress robes.

She quickly looked down at herself and saw she was dressed in a dark green ball gown. The exact same color as Draco´s top.

She let Draco take her hand and he pulled her to him and they slowly moved across the floor. The tables were pushed to the side and the floor was cleared.

Tiny notes of music started to play and her and Draco danced to the song. She looked over his shoulder, and once again, saw Harry in a stiff stance. Hermione and Ron were more visable this time and it was clear that they were angry.

Everyone surrounded the two of them dancing and they were staring.

The song came to and end, and as if she knew what was going to happen, Ginny tried to pull away, but she couldn´t.

Draco pulled something out of his pocket, and Ginny´s eyes widened when she saw that he was holding a silver chain with a rose on the end. His hands brushed her hair away from her neck. and he placed it on her. His fingertips caused shivers in Ginny when they lingered on her neck.

A loud banging noise interrupted Ginny´s dreamful sleep. She bolted up, sweat layered on her forehead.

It was then that she realized that someone was at the door.