The Love of a Bet

Chapter 4

She was about to fall. She could barely hang on any longer. She was about to just give up and just let go. She really didn't have a choice, until he came along. "Grab my hand," the boy said. She didn't even think twice, she reached up, took his hand and he pulled her up.

"Thanks," she breathed. She couldn't see his face. It was covered in shadow.

"No problem," he said coolly.

She'd heard that voice before, but she couldn't tell who it was. "Excuse me, but who are you?" she asked cautiously.

"Me?" he chuckled. "I'm nobody important."

"Of course you are somebody important; you saved my life."

"I would only do it for you, Ginny." He pulled her close to him, tilted her head up, gazed into her eyes, and kissed her tenderly. Ginny didn't want this dream to end. She wanted it to keep continuing on and on forever.

"Ginny," said a distant voice. All of a sudden everything started to shake, and she didn't know what was happening. "Ginny," said the voice again, but this time it was more persistent. "GINNY!" Ginny sat up in bed. It took her long enough to realize that it was one of her dorm mates shaking her. "Finally! You're going to be late if you don't get up."

"Oh my gosh! I can't be late! What time is it?"

"Eight thirty so you better get a move on!"

"Thanks so much Tanya!"

"Yeah, yeah, just don't expect it again from me."

Ginny quickly got out of bed and changed. She didn't have much time to do anything else. She grabbed her books and raced out of the room, down the steps, and out of Gryffindor tower. She checked her watch. Eight fifty-five. She had five minutes to get to her class, or she will loose points for her house. She ran so quickly that by the time she reached her class, she couldn't even breathe. She checked her watch again. Eight fifty-nine. She had just enough time to take her seat. "Man," she thought, "I never knew good dreams would have penalties." She sat down, took out her book, and waited for today's lesson to start.

***

Harry was sitting in front of the fire doing a Potions essay with Ron and Hermione by his side. He just couldn't seem to concentrate on it. His mind was somewhere else. He hadn't thought about this before. It's like something inside of him just turned on a switch in his brain about the subject.

"Harry, are you all right? You're looking a little down," Hermione said sympathetically.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yeah, just a little tired. I'm off to bed early."

"OK then. Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Hermione. Goodnight Ron."

"Goodnight," Ron mumbled.

Harry took all of his stuff and went up to his room. He wanted to be left alone with time to think. That's all he needed was time to think. He didn't get it. He was worried about Ginny. He knew something wasn't right about what was going on. Even though he thought it that Malfoy would be the problem, something else was just missing. He didn't know why, but he couldn't stand the fact of Ginny being with Malfoy. In fact, he couldn't stand the fact of Ginny being with anyone. Why, he didn't know. A lot of things were rushing through his mind at the moment. He decided to go ahead and just turn in for the night. Wishing his feeling would go away in the morning, Harry changed and went to bed. It was just too bad that this wish of his didn't come true like he had hoped.

***

He was running in a forest. He ran for what seemed like hours until he heard a girl screaming in the distance. He ran to where the girl was screaming and seen two hands at the edge of a cliff. She was starting to slip, so he ran to her and reached out a hand. "Grab my hand," he said. She immediately did what he said.

"Thanks," she breathed. Her face was hard to make out. It was dark out and a shadow fell over her face.

"No problem," he said coolly.

"Excuse me, but who are you?" she asked cautiously. He had heard that voice before, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Me?" he chuckled, "I'm nobody important."

"Of course you are somebody important; you saved my life."

At that moment, a ray of sunshine hit her face and it lit up in front of his. Her red hair shined so beautifully; it looked like silk. He had the strongest urge to kiss her. He knew she wouldn't mind, because he knew that's what she wanted too. "I would only do it for you Ginny." He pulled her close to him, tilted her head up, gazed into her eyes, and kissed her tenderly. Her lips were so warm and full of life. It made him think of nothing but that moment. Every problem he had had erased from his mind at that very moment. When they released the kiss, Draco woke up.