A/N: This is the sequel, or rather Part II, of “Wildest Dreams”.  You don’t have to read that to understand this, but you may need to know that Harry has an aunt, presumed dead at birth, named Rose Smythe.  She’s involved with Sirius Black and is a professor at Hogwarts.  She’s also a seer and predicted an attack on Draco Malfoy.  Draco, who refused to join the DE, was rescued the night that this story starts.  Ginny has been infatuated with him since the beginning of the school year and works in the infirmary.

I only own Rose and plot.

Part Two—Amazed By You

Prologue: I Want You to Want Me

Ginny Weasley sat on the end of the bed watching him sleep.  ‘He looks like an angel,’ she thought.  She then laughed slightly as her eyes once again fell upon the smudges of soot upon his face, ‘A fallen angel maybe.’  Ginny couldn’t take her eyes off Draco.  It was unusual, this ability to unabashedly watch him to her fill, without fearing that he would respond with his trademark caustic and cutting remarks.  Now, he was sleeping and there was no chance that he, or anyone else for that matter, would catch her and start asking questions she did not want to answer.

Draco seemed so peaceful, but she knew that was more an effect of the sleeping draught he was given than anything else.  Earlier, Madam Pomfrey told her that he was having nightmares, most likely flashbacks to the night’s horrific events.  ‘Who can blame him?  Tied to a tree, waiting for your father and his friends to make a sacrifice of you.  It must have been so scary for him.  What is scarier still is that I know more than well what he is going through.’ 

          Madam Pomfrey told Ginny that she gave him something to drink to calm him but it had caused him to fall asleep.  He had awoken only briefly, shortly after he fell asleep the first time.  She was told that he awoke with a cry.  She hadn’t heard it, she had not yet made it to the medical ward, but it tore at her heart nonetheless.  She ached for him, for what he had lost tonight and for the fact that he was now so alone.  It was not going to be easy for him now.  He had lost more his innocence tonight, he had lost his father and, she was certain, many of his friends.  ‘By refusing to become a Death Eater, he’s gained a lot of enemies, most of Slytherin to be sure.’

Ginny sighed as she tucked her feet underneath her.  He had been given a stronger draught, despite his vehement protests.  Madam Pomfrey had asked her to keep an eye on him, in case the potion wore off.  She loved watching him, there was no way she would have said no, but she felt guilty.  ‘I shouldn’t be enjoying this.  Getting a sick pleasure from his misery.  It isn’t right.’  She stilled as he moved slightly.  Thinking he had gone back to sleeping, she tried to focus on the book lying on her lap.  ‘It’s silly to be thinking of homework tonight.’ 

She looked back at his face and thought of Harry Potter.  He was about as different from Harry as night from day.  While Harry was dark with warm, bright eyes, Draco was light with eyes that were cool and as hard as the steel they reminded her off.  He was taller than Harry, broader too.  She thought back to that day last summer when she realized she spent more of her time thinking about Draco than Harry.  Not that she was always thinking of him in a good way. 

At first, she would think about the cruel tricks Draco had played.  These thoughts usually surfaced after thinking of Harry.  But thoughts of Draco and of what he would do the next year slowly but surely pushed Harry to the back of her mind.  It eventually wound up with her thinking about Draco, making Harry the afterthought.  She found herself looking forward to the start of this year just to see what Draco would do next.  His antics had begun to amuse her.  When Harry came to visit at the end of the summer, he even realized the change.  He had asked her why she was so different.  She no longer blushed when he looked at her, no longer followed him around like a puppy dog.  But she could hardly understand it herself.  Something had changed within her.  Ginny could only explain it by saying that she understood now that she loved him as a brother.  She had realized that her hero worship of him was nothing more than a foolish girl’s crush.  It was different with Draco.  He was awful to so many people, including her, but her thoughts were always of him.  She saw his many faults and still wanted nothing more for him to acknowledge her.  He was different from Harry, from herself, from everything she’s ever known, and she loved him for it.

 ‘He’s so different from Harry, but despite their mutual dislike, they really are similar.  Both of them had no say in their destiny and have grown up in such difficult situations.  It couldn’t have been any easier to have Lucius Malfoy as a father than it to live with the Dursleys.  Both have faced death more times then anyone ever should.  Now they’re both targets of Voldemort,’ she shuddered at the name. She closed her eyes and forced herself to say it again, ‘Voldemort.’  She had decided earlier that night that she would call him by his name, that she would not give him any more power by refusing to use it.  Ginny returned to her thoughts of Harry and Draco.  ‘Harry is even better off now.  He at least now has Rose, and Sirius too.  Who does Draco have?’

She opened her eyes and realized he was now staring at her.  Neither said anything, they just stared at one another.  Finally, he broke the silence.  “Ginny?”

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Well, I hope you all like this!  Let me know, I love hearing from you. 

For the reviewers of WD, thanks so much!  It is heartening to know that you enjoyed that story as you did.  I only hope you like “Amazed” just as much!