Only In Your Dreams

The bed was a swirling mess of satin green sheets. The heat vibrated off the bodies of the passion-stricken lovers. Their bodies entangled, fingers thrusted into each others hair, mouths smothering each other. A hand swirled around her navel, causing her to giggle and pull away slightly, just long enough to look into the eyes of –

Ginny Weasley, a student attending her seventh year at Hogwarts, awoke with a start, her cheeks turning a deep crimson color. She realized that her breathing had quickened and took a drink of the water she had sat on her bedside table in hopes to calm herself down. She sighed as she sat up in her bed, pulling the covers back onto her during this cold October night. That had to have been the third time this year that she had begun that same dream, and yet every time she had awoken just before she saw deep into the eyes of her partner. She blushed again as she tried to recall the occurrences of the dream.

“Oi! Gin, go to sleep,” groaned Mattie as she rolled over in her bed. Ginny sighed as she laid back down against her pillow and closed her eyes, her face turning red once again as she secretly hoped that she’d have another one of those sinful dreams.

 That dream didn’t come, however, and Ginny awoke feeling exhausted with her body aching in places she never even knew she had.

 “You okay, Gin?” Mattie asked as she slipped into her own robes, and tossing Ginny her own so that she could do the same.

 “Yea, I just didn’t get much sleep last night is all,” she muttered as she bit into her lower lip. She looked into the mirror and sighed. Her red hair was extremely fly away and there seemed to be nothing that she could do with it. She grabbed a scrunchie and used it to pull her hair up into a loose ponytail. Slipping into her robes, she yawned.

 “Ready to head to the Great Hall?” Mattie asked her as she hooked her arm through Ginny’s. With one last reproachful glare at herself in the mirror, she complied. Heading downstairs, the two of them met up with Colin Creevey, and all noticed the melancholy scent the air seemed to be letting off.

 “Rather sad, isn’t it?” Ginny added solemnly to the two, as they took in the sights of what was to be their last year at Hogwarts. Mattie leaned her head on Colin’s shoulder.

 “Let’s go get something to eat, then, shall we?”Mattie sighed as they made their way out of the portrait hole and out towards the Great Hall.

 “We meet again, do we?” The voice whispered into her ear. She giggled as her hand flew up to the blindfold that hung snugly against her eyes. “Ah, ah, ah! No peeking,” the voice demanded, and her hands fell to her sides. Her body trembled as she searched around for a bed, but all she could hear was sickening, cold-hearted laughter. She frowned. Her dream had been different before, why was he being so cruel?

 “Hello? Let me take this off,” she called out to him, not knowing what to call him by. The laughter seemed to have stopped.

 “I don’t think so. It’s not fair, If I’m not allowed to see you, then you most certainly will not receive the pleasure of looking into my own eyes..” Ginny scoffed at the boy’s sudden arrogance. He sounded a lot like –

 “No,” she whispered as her hand flew up to undo the blindfold. Her ears rang with that cruel laughter, “It couldn’t be..” she added as she finally freed herself of her restraints, and screamed as she saw–

 “DRACO MALFOY!” her eyes fluttered open and she let out a groan as her friends faces, and the faces of the just about everyone eating breakfast that morning in Hogwarts, swung in her direction.