Colin, for once without his camera, sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall reading his Divination book. It was impossible to understand this rubbish when more important thoughts were plaguing him. Like Ginny. And Ginny. And oh... Ginny too. He sighed and took a sip of his pumpkin juice, looking around the Great Hall desperately for anything to distract him from the Dream Oracle.
He shuddered and closed his book, just as the shadow of a person hovered over him.