Ginny sat down at a table in the library to study, wondering why she still bothered. This whole year was a joke as far as she was concerned, a sham. All they were learning this year was survival and that despite their lessons not because of them.

Still, Ginny had to believe that this would not last, that there was way for them to win and she didn't want to be behind when that day came so she continued to study diligently. With a sigh, she spread out her parchments, opened her History book and began to read.

"Ginny?" said a voice beside her, and Ginny looked up.

Maryan, a Ravenclaw in her year, stood beside her. She was looking at Ginny with a mixture of concern and sympathy that made her feel uneasy. What now? thought Ginny.

"Yes?" she asked instead, trying to keep her expression neutral. Ginny knew Maryan from a couple of classes they had taken together but as far as she could remember, they had never actually spoken. Maryan, like most Ravenclaws, was bookish and tended to spend a lot of time on her own. What reason could she possibly have to be worried about me? Ginny wondered.

Maryan took the seat beside Ginny and leaned close conspiratorily, "You must be so worried. I know I would be."

"Worried?" Ginny asked.

"Everyone knows you and Harry were a couple and that he didn't return this year. Yo must be dreadfully worried." Maryan said, looking, if it were possible, even more concerned than before. Ginny, however was angry.

"We were a couple. Last year. Past tense."

Maryan's eyes widened at that and Ginny noticed they were violet. How odd, she though. Maryan recovered herself and continued as though Ginny hadn't spoken.

"I have a..a gift..from my grandmother. It allows you to see your loved one, " Maryan pulled a smooth blue stone from her pocket and placed it on the table in front of Ginny, "I thought perhaps it would help you if you could see him again?"

Ginny looked at the stone in wonder. Just think how many people this could help, she thought. She thought about Neville worrying for his grandmother as her finger touched the cool blue stone.

Immediately, she felt the stone warm and an image appeared on the flat surface. It was Neville and he held Luna in his arms, kissing her.
A snort from beside her broke her concentration and she jerked her hand from the stone.

"You thought of Neville Longbottom?" Maryan's contempt was evident and Ginny remembered her anger.

"Thank you, Maryan, but I am sure there are many others who have greater need for this that I do."

With a scowl, Maryan hurried off, leaving Ginny secretly smiling to herself.

AN: Edits later, lunch is over.