The dream pulled Draco under still, and Molly's voice whispered more in his head, "Watch over her. Care for her. Don't leave her now, not when she needs you." He shivered violently as the image of her face came closer and closer into his mind, but then another voice crept into Draco's mind.
Ginny. Ginny telling him he needed to wake up. Forcing his way out from the nightmarish image of Molly Weasley, Draco's gray eyes snapped open suddenly. They were unfocused even as his gaze stared directly at Ginny, recognizing her voice for who it was in front of him. "Ginny?" he questioned softly, a tremble in the name as he said it.