Ginny swallowed hard and gave her a wary look. "Did he..." She was going to sound mental. Completely bloody bonkers, but she had to know. "Did he have a scar?" It was the most distinguishing mark she could remember, aside from the brilliantly green eyes, which she'd already mentioned. And she had to know. Because she'd never snogged a boy before the way she had in that dream. She could still feel his lips on hers as if they were always meant to be there.
"My dream felt the same way. Too real. Scary real."