The man who still stood before me smiled wickedly, “The process is not yet complete! It’s time for the most crucial part!” He took a few steps back, pulled out a wooden stick from his robes, and while pointing the stick at me he screamed, “Crucio!”
 
 
 
 

Just barely, no more than a breath, I heard someone whisper behind me, “Imperio.” Then everything went black.

"Bloody hell woman! If I stay with you any longer I'll be in crutches!" he whined as he scooted away from my injury inducing hands.

My time spent with him began to show as I sent a brilliant orange hex his way, promptley changing his appearence. His hair turned as black as a raven's and as unkempt as a sloth's. In short, he looked like Harry.

Ginny looked down at me with a cruel grin on her face. She looked down at me and began to laugh. Her fiery, red hair was blowing behind her as if she was in front of a fan, and her eyes blazed a bright blue. Ginny stepped forwards to me before mocking me,

“You are such a pathetic older brother, you know that? Not like Charlie or Bill. You think you can ‘protect me’?”
Ginny paused to flick a strand of hair behind her shoulder whilst laughing,
 
 
 
 
 
 

I was ripped from the warm cradle of my dreams by someone shaking my shoulders vigorously. My eyes snapped open to behold a shadowy figure looming over me, his entire being indiscernible by the hooded cloak he wore. The hand that had shaken me started to reach for me once more, but was interrupted by a sound, my earsplitting scream.

“Malfoy!” I hissed once he removed his hand, “What do you think you’re doing?”

He opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by the sounds of the surrounding occupants stirring and mumbling as they woke.