SUMMARY: A day like no other, while Ginny is being chased by the Slytherins she encouters something very strange and when later returning to seek she finds that what changes her life and possibly the course of the war.
ERA: The story ignores Deathly Hollows completely and I started it about 6 months before DH was published.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
AUTHORS NOTE: Right this is one of my many (unposted) HP fanfictions. I'm going to post others soon as well, once I've got them cleaned up anyway.
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The Queen of Emerald
Prologue
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Once there were the four creators,
Immortality they wish for their hopes and dreams,
Eternity was granted.
They are the six Guardians, locked within the ancient walls,
Waiting for their time to come,
Waiting for when they are needed most, waiting to let those dreams and hopes persevere.
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Ginny walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. It was a deserted corridor, especially now, when most were in their dormitories, some mourning for the loss of Hogwart's greatest Headmaster others worrying for that what was to come. The youngest Weasley had just gotten out of the infirmary a few days earlier and she'd been wandering Hogwarts ever since.
She remebered clearly how she had been running and juming around so she wouldn't get hit by one of the curses or hexes a Death-Eater had been throwing at her. At one point however, she had bumped or fallen against a wall in one of Hogwarts' many corridors. She couldn't remember that clearly but she had felt something. She didn't know what but it was something alright. After that she could only remember going to find Harry and get him up and away from Dumbledores body.
She sighed, it was already approaching dinner time and Ginny had to admit that she could have imagined the feeling, she had been searching for three days already… She turned on her heels and started walking towards the great hall. When she was on the third floor however she felt it again.
It was a strange feeling. A feeling as if someone was watching her and as if that person recognized her. Ginny found it hard to put it into words in her mind but if felt like the something was talking to her, Ginny felt the presence moving and without a thought she ran after it. When the youngest Weasley put a hand on he wall she felt it even better and she ran faster.
The red head came to a stop in a corridor that ended in a dead-end. It was as if something was behind the wall. It was a normal wall though, one like all the others in Hogwarts castle. Ginny brushed her hand against the stones in front of her and then suddenly an image of a dark room surrounded by stones with only a rough stone pedestal in the middle. Ginny pulled her hand away from the wall.
Together with the image a train of emotions had come as well. Anger, resentfulness and pure hate… Ginny gasped softly, wondering what kind of thing must be behind this wall.
She stared at the wall for a minute and then, though the rational part of her mind told her not to, she touched the wall again. Another image flashed through her mind this time it was the same room but on the pedestal was a creature, a black snake with glittering black eyes. Now new emotions accompanied the image, still underlying emotions of hate and anger but now also curiosity and fondness…
« Why are you so angry? » Ginny whispered softly and she was shocked when she heard an answer inside her head.
'Let me out' the voice said.
Ginny wondered for a moment if she was going mad. After all, Voldemort taking over her mind in first year, worrying sick for Harry in second and third year, the departement of Mysteries in sixth year and finally Dumbledore's death, it was going to get to her sooner or later but Ginny shoved these thoughts aside and, again against her more rational side she answered, whispering softly:
« Why? You're obviously evil, with so much hate. »
'I hate this here. I want to get out. You're the first one to be able to talk to me in so many years…'
« How long have you been here? »
'Long enough… Let me out, girl'
« I don't know… »
'Let me out…' the voice sounded muffled 'I am tired, so tired… If you let me out… I- I'll swear my allegiance to you… You will be my new Mistress.'
« What? »
'Please, let me out… I will die here, otherwise.'
Ginny frowned, she didn't know what came over her but suddenly she reached out to a stone on the right and she felt that something small was engraved in it, she pushed it and it lit up. She pushed another stone and it lit up as well. The wall suddenly disappeared and Ginny saw the exact same wall standing three meters away from her. In front of it stood the same rough pedestal with the black snake on it.
Its eyes were closed and it hung almost limply. Ginny cautiously touched it and she heard the voice again.
'I will freeze to death soon, keep me warm.'
Without giving it a second though Ginny took the snake and put it around her neck, arranging her Hogwarts uniform so that it couldn't be detected.
The Gryffindor made her way to Gryffindor tower, lunch forgotten and not noticing how the strange pedestal lowered into the floor, like it had never been there before.
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AUTHORS NOTE: Yes, yes, I know, extreemly short but I hadn't even thought of a prologue until yesterday soo... P But if it makes you feel better or something chapter 1 is currently at three pages... Yes, and that would, indeed, be it. Thank you for reading, whoever you are, reviews are appreciated but not really needed... ) (I like to have them though, which author doesn't?)