Chapter 3
It had been a month since school started and Ginny had had enough. She couldn't sleep. Again. She had been having these erotic dreams about none other than the head boy himself. Worse part was, that Jillian could always seem to tell when she had them. Some how or another she would stumble across them while she slept.
Ginny had to admit to herself that having a friend who could read other people's dreams was a little disconcerting. Jillian was her best friend, and she was glad she had someone to talk to, but she didn't want her sexual fantacies publisized either.
Sighing to herself, she rolled over and tried to get some sleep.
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When Ginny finally woke up the next morning, she felt like hell. She did her morning ritual in the bathroom- (thank god
her only roommates were Jillian and Luna), got dressed, and went down to breakfast.
After laying awake almost all night, and then having your sleep interrupted by erotic dreams, again, was making her irritable. "What the hell am I going to do?", she mumbled to herself.
"What the hell are you going to do about what," Jillian's chipper voice sounded behind her. "You've been really grouchy lately. Are you still having those dreams?"
"Yes," she hissed. "And they are getting alot more detailed. Can't you tell?"
"Actually, I haven't stumbled into your dreams for a couple of weeks now," Jillian stated matter of factly. "I have been having dreams of my own making, thank you."
"Sorry," Ginny sighed. "I really need to get some sleep."
"Or get laid." Jillian said with a smirk. "You could use a good romp under the sheets. Especially with Malfoy."
"Well, I'd be happy to oblige, but some how I don't think Weasel and Potter would appretiate me screwing little red," a voice sounded behind them.
"Oh god," Ginny's eyes went wide as she turned around. She saw a hard, muscled chest with a Slytherin crest on it. When she looked up, she saw Draco Malfoy standing there, his hair perfect, and a wide smirk on his face.
"Wh- Wh- What do you want? Why were you standing behind us" Ginny asked a little breathless. Then all of a sudden her eyes narrowed. "And what the hell do you mean, ' you'd be happy to oblige' ".
"Just what you think it means, Red. And I was standing behind you because Dumbledore wants to see us," he said letting the smirk drop and letting a smoldering look come into his eyes.
Jillian could almost feel the heat between them and decided to break up the little pow wow, as Ron started to approach. "Great. Ginny, you go with Malfoy and see Dumbledore, I will tell Snape where you are, and you can meet me in class later."
"Why the hell are you looking at my sister that way, Malfoy? You heard what Hermione said, get her and get to Dumbledore's office," Ron came up glaring at him.
"Cool your jets Weasel, and as I recall, Dumbledore wants you in his office too. What did you do, bang another blonde last night and get caught?" he asked as the smirked returned.
Hurt flashed in Jillian's eyes for a second, that made Ron do a double take. However, when he looked at her again, she had a cool, unreadable expression on her face. "No, he sent me to get Jillian. And what about you Malfoy? You have fucked the entire Slytherin and almost all the Ravenclaw girl population. I'm sure Snape has caught you with a blonde or two before, you just don't get in trouble for it," Ron smirked back at him.
"Yes, but mine always beg to come back, yours on the other hand, get it once, and never bother to come back. And if I have gone through Slytherin and Ravenclaw, you have gone through Gryffindor and Hufflepuff." Draco parried back.
Ron was about to lunge and Malfoy. "Boys," Ginny yelled. "I don't care who fucked whom, or which house they came from. We need to get to Professor Dumbledore's office. Now." Her eyes flashed and she stepped between them "You have both made your point, you each like to carve notches in your bedposts. I find it equally disgusting and stupid, but that is just my opinion. Lets go before we all get into trouble."
Draco and Ron glared at each other, but kept silent. They walked to Dumbledore's office, and went inside. Draco went next to Ginny, while Jillian sat down with Ron behind her. Harry and Hermione were already there looking at each other lovingly, tenderly.
Hermione smiled up at him, as he leaned down to kiss her. "love you" he whispered to her.
"Oh thanks disgusting," Ron blanched. "Why do you have to kiss her in front of us?"
Hermione glanced at him and scowled, "To grose you out Ronald, now, shut up and close the door. We are waiting for the Professor," she snapped, turning back to Harry.
Just as she finish, Dumbledore walked in. He looked older, more worried, and sad. The rise of Voldemort had been hard on him as well as the Ministry. "Harry, Hermione, thank you for gathering everyone. Please, sit." With a wave of his hand some extra chairs appeared. "Now, I know you all are wondering why I have brought you together. I need your help."