You Know We Can't...

Chapter 7 ~ Ginny

   "Ginny!" he calls to me. I try to run to him, but in the next moment, he is gone. Out of my reach.

   "Harry!" I scream, but it is no use. He's not coming back. He left me to the Death Eaters.

   I am shaken awake once again. My eyes fly open, but I can't seem to move yet. My body is covered in a cold sweat.

   "You were screaming again," Neville whispers calmly. He puts his arm around my back, helping me sit up.

   "Thank you," I mutter, keeping my eyes on the ground. Neville nods. He's been quiet ever since the Death Eaters found the train.

   "He's okay. Harry, I mean." He murmurs in my direction.

"I hope so," I say. "I'll be right back,"

Neville nods as I stand and walk down the train. As I do, I scan every seat I pass.

Draco? Draco? Draco?!?

My mind is flooding with too many emotions. I reach the end of the train, out of breath.

"Are you looking for something, miss?" The candy lady politely asks. Flustered, I shake my head and return to my seat.

I sit down, defeated and gaze out the window. I must have been crying because Neville brushes a tear from my cheek.

"Hey, it's okay. He'll be alright. He'll come back." Neville whispers. I force a grateful smile to my dear friend, but I'm not thinking about Harry.

I know I should feel guilty. But how can I when Draco is in far more danger?