Among Other Things
Chapter 3: Choices To Make
"Ginny? C'mon dearie, wake up now." called a gentle voice from beyond the murky mist that clouded her senses.
Ginny moaned, and tried to crack open her eyes, only to have them practically assaulted by a bright light. She quickly shut them and muttered, "Turn out the bloody lights, and maybe I can."
"Language, dear, although I can understand in this case how you might not feel in the most polite of moods," clucked Madame Pomfrey.
She muttered a spell to tone down the lights, and Ginny finally opened her eyes, blinking owlishly. "What happened?" she asked.
"Well luv, that's what I'd like you to tell me. What did you see or do before you fainted?" asked the healer.
Ginny closed her eyes again, and tried to remember. It hit her like a freight train, what had happened, and she gasped.
"I-I took a walk, I had had a-a-just a dream, and woke up early. I walked up on-on Dra-Malfoy, and he had been hurt, not badly though. Probably a fight with his girlfriend. I healed him, and started towards the dining hall. I-um-I just felt-well, um, kind of weird, so I sat on the floor. I guess I just blacked out then," she finished.
Madame Pomfrey shook her head at her young acolyte, and asked, "And what have you left out, luv? I know when you're hiding something from me."
Ginny sighed, "I've just had a dream that keeps coming back. Rather rediculous one, if you ask me. And after Draco, I mean Malfoy, talked to me, just being the usual resistant prat, I started getting flashes of the dream back. I, well, collapsed into a wall, and blacked out. Who brought me here?" she asked.
"You're brother dear. He would have been here by now, but he has classes you know. Potions, Divination, all those." Poppy replied.
Ginny nodded, and flopped back into the sheets. She wondered why every bloody thing had to happen to her. 'Well, at least I'm not Draco. That's a comfort.' she thought.
"Dearest," Madame Pomfrey started, "what did you dream about? I'm sorry, I have to ask this. With the reaction you had you might, well, you might have The Sight."
Ginny's eyes flew open. "The Sight!? How in Merlin's name could I ever get The Sight?"
"The dream dear.......?"
"Alright," Ginny sighed. "It starts out with, well, Harry," she blushed, "telling me he loves me and such, and I tell him that I am no longer in love with the great Harry Potter. I turn and start to leave, and I hear him come towards me. He grabs my arm, and I turn around quickly to tell him to leave me alone, when it's not Harry anymore, it's Draco." she replied, unconsiously lapsing into using Malfoy's first name.
Madame Pomfrey thought about it for a minute, and said, "Excuse me." She left quickly, and Ginny sighed with relief.
'Finally, I'm left alone!' she thought, and started to nod off again.
"What the heck am I doing here?" Ginny asked aloud, when she found herself standing in the dungeons.
All of a sudden, two small chests appeared in front of her. She opened the first one, and a picture of Harry was in there. The second one had a picture of Draco.
"YOU MUST CHOOSE ONE. IT IS YOUR DESTINY," came a booming voice from somewhere in the room.
Ginny looked around, and said, "Choose one? But I don't want to choose anyone. I'm too young, and what's the choice? Draco is the git of all time, and Harry wants Hermione, plus the other way around. THERE ISN'T ANY CHOICE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" she ended in a scream.
"Ginny, GINNY WAKE UP!" came a voice from somewhere outside the dungeon.
She sat up quickly, still in the infirmiry, her brother, Harry and Hermione all looking worried. She caught her breath as quickly as she could and shook her head to clear it.
"What the bloody hell were you dreaming about Gin?" Ron asked worriedly.
"J-just a nightmare, don't fret so much. How are you all?" she replied.
"How are we? We're fine, you're the one who's a patient." Harry replied gently.
Ginny smiled, and for the first time realized she didn't feel anything for Harry. She felt no butterflies, and not even a tiny flutter in her heart. She could finally look at him, and smile at him, without blushing.
Ginny looked down, and saw that Harry had grasped Hermione's hand and was rubbing it softly with his thumb.
She smiled mischeviously, and asked, "So, anything I don't know about *yet*?"
Harry and Hermione both blushed, and smiled at eachother, and Ron snickered. Then Hermione looked at Ginny, and asked, "You alright?". Ginny knew what she meant, and nodded, smiling widely.
Harry visibly relaxed, and Hermione did as well. Ron just shook his head at them, rolled his eyes, and concentrated on his sister.
"So, you're sure you're gonna be alright?" he asked, getting the worried, big brother tone again.
Ginny retorted, "Ron, I am fine. Probably didn't get enough to eat between dinner and breakfast, and just passed out. DON'T WORRY!"
Harry and Hermione laughed, and herded Ron out, saying their good-byes. And whether Ginny knew it or not, her choice had already been made.
This was one of my first ideas and I left it in the middle. So, let's see if I can pick it back up. Please review! ^_^ Thanks to everyone who's already reviewed thus far.