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only own the plot
Prologue
'Run Ginny! RUN!'
That was the last time she heard Harry's voice.
The school had been attacked by the Death Eaters. Dumbledore had fallen, killed by the Dark Lord, and all the students were fleeing in to the forest.
One by one she had watched her teachers die in battle, wile she lead the youngest children in to a secret passage way, that would take them out of the castle. The passage way was not big enough for her, so she just help the first and second years to get out. She watched the last child enter the passage, and ran down the hallway to see if she could find some more.
Then suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her by the arms. She tried to turn around to see who her capture was, but a black mask was covering his face.
'Our Lord will be pleased to see you!'
It was Lucius Malfoy voice behind the mask! She was being dragged somewhere. The voices of children crying, and people fighting were all around her.
A man came in to view. He was wearing black robes, like all the Death Eaters, but he did not have a mask, and his face looked familiar. He was pointing his wand at someone, and laughing hysterically. Someone was laying on the ground, twisting in pain. Voldemort raised his wand and Ginny could see the persons face.
It was Harry!
'So now my boy, you will die!'- Voldemorts voice was cold and cruel, and Ginny saw in horror has he pointed the wand once more at Harry.
But instead of killing him, he turned around to look at her.
'Lucius my friend, I see that you found her! Bring her here, I want her to see her precious boyfriend die!'
Ginny's mind was screaming at all of this! Why did Voldemort wanted her to watch Harry die? Lucius broth her closer to the Dark Lord, and he smiled an evil grin at her!
Voldemort grabbed her chin and made her look in his eyes.
'I want you to remember this moment forever!'- He said, with his evil grin getting wider.
Ginny looked in to his eyes. Forever? Wasn't he going to kill her? What is it? - Her mind screamed- What does he want from me?
As if reading her mind he lowered his head and kissed her! At that, Harry lifted himself from the ground, and yelled at Voldemort:
'DON'T YOU DARE TOUCHING HER!'
Suddenly, a blats of light came from his body. Voldemort, Lucius, and all the surrounding Death Eaters were thrown in to the ground were they lay motionless. Ginny however was unaffected.
Harry had fallen once more to the ground, to exhausted to stand up. She reached down to help Harry, but he backed her away from him!
'Run Ginny!'- he was too weak to move, and she refused to leave him.
'Harry, I can't leave you here alone!'- She was trying to help him, but he couldn't stand up. Instead he tried to push her away from him.
Voldemort was slowly moving, and a panic came to Harry's face.
'Listen Ginny! You got to run away from here! This is your last chance to survive! If they kill me at least let me die knowing you are safe!'
'No Harry! I can't leave you behind!'- tears were flowing down her face, and deep down she knew Harry was right. If she ran now, she might just reach safety.
'Run Ginny!'- Harry pushed her away with violence, and Ginny gave in to his pleading eyes.
'RUN!'
And that was the last time she heard Harry's voice.
Ginny ran like crazy through the empty hallways of Hogwarts. All the children that had not escaped had been captured or killed. Some sounds of struggle could still be heard, but there was only one thing in Ginny's mind. Run Ginny! Run!- those words were echoing in her mind as she made her way towards the dark forest.
She ran for what seamed like forever, getting completely lost in the forest mist.
She stooped to catch her breath. Tears were coming down her face, and the pain she felt in her side, was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart. I shouldn't have run!- her mind was crying -Oh Harry, I should have stayed with you!
She leaned against a rock, trying to think of what to do next, when six Death Eaters apparatted all around her.
'Did you really think you could escape that easily?'- Ginny looked to the place were the voice came from. Voldemort was there, with rage in his eyes and his wand pointing at her.
She tried to run away, but they were all around her, closing her in a circle.
Suddenly, one of them grabbed her arm, and to her surprise, he started dancing with her. Them he tossed her away, and she fell in the arms of another Death Eater, who did the same. All of them were roaring with laughter, while Ginny was tossed and danced with by every one around her.
She was tossed once more, but this time in to the arms of Voldemort himself.
'Did you save the last dance for me?'- All the death Eaters laugh at her panic, and there laughter was all she heard before the world went black.
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Ginny was lying in her bed. The maids should come in at any minute to dress her. She let her mind run through the memories of her last minutes with Harry. Regret was all her heart could feel. Regret for not being there when he needed her.
She remembered her own thoughts when Voldemort had kissed her. What does he want from me?-she had wondered.
How she had been naïve. It become quite obvious what he wanted from her. After she woke up for the first time, in that very same room, he had made it quite clear. A wife! Lord Voldemort, the most powerful wizard in the world, and ruler of all that lived, wanted a wife.
And by some reason she didn't know, he had chosen her.
The maids steeped in to the room, right on time as usual. One opened the curtains, to let some light in to the dark chamber, another was preparing her bath, an a third one was choosing a dress for her to wear.
Ginny smiled sarcastically at herself! She couldn't even take a bath alone. The only time she could be alone was when her husband would leave her early in the morning. And that didn't happen very often.
One of the maids, Sarah, her favorite, helped her out of the bed.
'Good morning Milady!'- she was always so nice and smiling, that Ginny couldn't help to like her. Of course, the girl considered herself very lucky.
Sarah was a pure blood witch, but her family was poor, so she had no hope of getting married with someone from a rich family. Her only hope of getting money for food was to work as a maid.
All the families with a young girl, poor or rich, had hope in sending the girl to court, were she would serve the Empress. That was considered the highest honor of all. There they would be considered the top of society, and accompany the Empress everywhere.
But only the most rich and powerful families could get their daughters a job as a maid, in the castle. All the maids had to do was helping Ginny, and keep her company. All the other work was left for the muggle born servants. Sarah was indeed very lucky. Her beauty and manners were what saved her from the fate most poor witches had, and by a surprising chance of luck, she ended up serving as a maid for the Empress.
All the muggles were being forced to work in labor camps, were the life conditions were terrible. And all the muggle born people were turned in to slaves, for the rich and pure blood families.
Ginny made her way for the bathroom. The huge pool was already filed with water, and a smell of vanilla was in the air. She dived in the clear water, letting it clear her mind.
The world was a chaos, and every night she bedded its ruler.
Wile she was being washed and dressed by her maids, her mind wondered to Harry. He had died thinking she was safe, and she was sleeping with his killer. Her life, for the past two years, had become an endless twirl of mornings getting dressed and pampered, afternoons with the high ladies of society, evenings in the court, and nights in his bed.
When she was dressed and ready, she made her way to the dinning hall, for her breakfasts. Her maids going behind her with there magnificent dresses. Still they looked simple when standing beside her. All that was made for the Empress was simply superb, and nothing in her looks was left to chance.
She sat down at the table, when one of her maids came with a letter. It was from Narcissa Malfoy, requesting to meet her in the afternoon. Has if she had a chose but to accept.
It was going to be another boring day at the palace.
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For those who don't know me, I'm sorry about any mistakes there might be, but I'm Portuguese, and I'm quite dependent on my spell checker.
I'm staring this fic because I just got of from a Geometry exam, that didn't go very well, and I needed to do something new.
Please review. Reviews are what keep me writhing, and what helps me see if there is something wrong in the story. Thank you.
Prologue
'Run Ginny! RUN!'
That was the last time she heard Harry's voice.
The school had been attacked by the Death Eaters. Dumbledore had fallen, killed by the Dark Lord, and all the students were fleeing in to the forest.
One by one she had watched her teachers die in battle, wile she lead the youngest children in to a secret passage way, that would take them out of the castle. The passage way was not big enough for her, so she just help the first and second years to get out. She watched the last child enter the passage, and ran down the hallway to see if she could find some more.
Then suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her by the arms. She tried to turn around to see who her capture was, but a black mask was covering his face.
'Our Lord will be pleased to see you!'
It was Lucius Malfoy voice behind the mask! She was being dragged somewhere. The voices of children crying, and people fighting were all around her.
A man came in to view. He was wearing black robes, like all the Death Eaters, but he did not have a mask, and his face looked familiar. He was pointing his wand at someone, and laughing hysterically. Someone was laying on the ground, twisting in pain. Voldemort raised his wand and Ginny could see the persons face.
It was Harry!
'So now my boy, you will die!'- Voldemorts voice was cold and cruel, and Ginny saw in horror has he pointed the wand once more at Harry.
But instead of killing him, he turned around to look at her.
'Lucius my friend, I see that you found her! Bring her here, I want her to see her precious boyfriend die!'
Ginny's mind was screaming at all of this! Why did Voldemort wanted her to watch Harry die? Lucius broth her closer to the Dark Lord, and he smiled an evil grin at her!
Voldemort grabbed her chin and made her look in his eyes.
'I want you to remember this moment forever!'- He said, with his evil grin getting wider.
Ginny looked in to his eyes. Forever? Wasn't he going to kill her? What is it? - Her mind screamed- What does he want from me?
As if reading her mind he lowered his head and kissed her! At that, Harry lifted himself from the ground, and yelled at Voldemort:
'DON'T YOU DARE TOUCHING HER!'
Suddenly, a blats of light came from his body. Voldemort, Lucius, and all the surrounding Death Eaters were thrown in to the ground were they lay motionless. Ginny however was unaffected.
Harry had fallen once more to the ground, to exhausted to stand up. She reached down to help Harry, but he backed her away from him!
'Run Ginny!'- he was too weak to move, and she refused to leave him.
'Harry, I can't leave you here alone!'- She was trying to help him, but he couldn't stand up. Instead he tried to push her away from him.
Voldemort was slowly moving, and a panic came to Harry's face.
'Listen Ginny! You got to run away from here! This is your last chance to survive! If they kill me at least let me die knowing you are safe!'
'No Harry! I can't leave you behind!'- tears were flowing down her face, and deep down she knew Harry was right. If she ran now, she might just reach safety.
'Run Ginny!'- Harry pushed her away with violence, and Ginny gave in to his pleading eyes.
'RUN!'
And that was the last time she heard Harry's voice.
Ginny ran like crazy through the empty hallways of Hogwarts. All the children that had not escaped had been captured or killed. Some sounds of struggle could still be heard, but there was only one thing in Ginny's mind. Run Ginny! Run!- those words were echoing in her mind as she made her way towards the dark forest.
She ran for what seamed like forever, getting completely lost in the forest mist.
She stooped to catch her breath. Tears were coming down her face, and the pain she felt in her side, was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart. I shouldn't have run!- her mind was crying -Oh Harry, I should have stayed with you!
She leaned against a rock, trying to think of what to do next, when six Death Eaters apparatted all around her.
'Did you really think you could escape that easily?'- Ginny looked to the place were the voice came from. Voldemort was there, with rage in his eyes and his wand pointing at her.
She tried to run away, but they were all around her, closing her in a circle.
Suddenly, one of them grabbed her arm, and to her surprise, he started dancing with her. Them he tossed her away, and she fell in the arms of another Death Eater, who did the same. All of them were roaring with laughter, while Ginny was tossed and danced with by every one around her.
She was tossed once more, but this time in to the arms of Voldemort himself.
'Did you save the last dance for me?'- All the death Eaters laugh at her panic, and there laughter was all she heard before the world went black.
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Ginny was lying in her bed. The maids should come in at any minute to dress her. She let her mind run through the memories of her last minutes with Harry. Regret was all her heart could feel. Regret for not being there when he needed her.
She remembered her own thoughts when Voldemort had kissed her. What does he want from me?-she had wondered.
How she had been naïve. It become quite obvious what he wanted from her. After she woke up for the first time, in that very same room, he had made it quite clear. A wife! Lord Voldemort, the most powerful wizard in the world, and ruler of all that lived, wanted a wife.
And by some reason she didn't know, he had chosen her.
The maids steeped in to the room, right on time as usual. One opened the curtains, to let some light in to the dark chamber, another was preparing her bath, an a third one was choosing a dress for her to wear.
Ginny smiled sarcastically at herself! She couldn't even take a bath alone. The only time she could be alone was when her husband would leave her early in the morning. And that didn't happen very often.
One of the maids, Sarah, her favorite, helped her out of the bed.
'Good morning Milady!'- she was always so nice and smiling, that Ginny couldn't help to like her. Of course, the girl considered herself very lucky.
Sarah was a pure blood witch, but her family was poor, so she had no hope of getting married with someone from a rich family. Her only hope of getting money for food was to work as a maid.
All the families with a young girl, poor or rich, had hope in sending the girl to court, were she would serve the Empress. That was considered the highest honor of all. There they would be considered the top of society, and accompany the Empress everywhere.
But only the most rich and powerful families could get their daughters a job as a maid, in the castle. All the maids had to do was helping Ginny, and keep her company. All the other work was left for the muggle born servants. Sarah was indeed very lucky. Her beauty and manners were what saved her from the fate most poor witches had, and by a surprising chance of luck, she ended up serving as a maid for the Empress.
All the muggles were being forced to work in labor camps, were the life conditions were terrible. And all the muggle born people were turned in to slaves, for the rich and pure blood families.
Ginny made her way for the bathroom. The huge pool was already filed with water, and a smell of vanilla was in the air. She dived in the clear water, letting it clear her mind.
The world was a chaos, and every night she bedded its ruler.
Wile she was being washed and dressed by her maids, her mind wondered to Harry. He had died thinking she was safe, and she was sleeping with his killer. Her life, for the past two years, had become an endless twirl of mornings getting dressed and pampered, afternoons with the high ladies of society, evenings in the court, and nights in his bed.
When she was dressed and ready, she made her way to the dinning hall, for her breakfasts. Her maids going behind her with there magnificent dresses. Still they looked simple when standing beside her. All that was made for the Empress was simply superb, and nothing in her looks was left to chance.
She sat down at the table, when one of her maids came with a letter. It was from Narcissa Malfoy, requesting to meet her in the afternoon. Has if she had a chose but to accept.
It was going to be another boring day at the palace.
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For those who don't know me, I'm sorry about any mistakes there might be, but I'm Portuguese, and I'm quite dependent on my spell checker.
I'm staring this fic because I just got of from a Geometry exam, that didn't go very well, and I needed to do something new.
Please review. Reviews are what keep me writhing, and what helps me see if there is something wrong in the story. Thank you.