Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter no matter how much I dream about it. All hail J.K. Rowling!

Chapter One

Harry Potter was lying on the cold, stone floor. His wand was lying ten feet from him, completely out of reach. A tall, hooded figure stood over him, wand pointed at his forehead, directly in line with the lightening bolt scar.

"So this ends the famous Harry Potter," spoke the hooded figure in a cold, high voice, " No mother to die for him, no Dumbledore to come to his rescue. One dear friend dead, the other deceived him. My, my quite pitiful really. Never mind that though, you're mine Potter," Harry said nothing. His eyes fixed in a glare refusing to blink. Showing no sign of pain even as the deep cut just above his left eye dripped blood into his line of vision.

"No more will you thwart my plans, Potter. Never will you ruin my reign of power. The Wizarding World will remember their late savor as he lied cornered, his wand feet away, absolutely defenseless. You may have been called my downfall, Harry, but all was useless, just a mere delay. You must've known I'd be the one to live, Potter. No matter now, goodbye Harry Potter! Avada Kedavra!"

"Ginerva Molly Weasley! It's dinner time!" shouted her mother. Ginny's eyes flew open. She looked at her clock and saw it was nearly 7:00 PM. She must have dosed off. She quickly got up and began her descend downstairs.

It was all just a dream, she thought to herself. The same dream she'd had almost every night that week. She kept playing the dream over and over again in her head. Harry was lying on the floor and a man as standing over him, definitely Voldemort, and Harry had had a pretty nasty cut above his eye. All she could remember then was Voldemort talking and then he killed Harry and she woke up.

It couldn't have happened at least not yet. Harry was off somewhere looking for Voldemort's Horcruxes with Ron and Hermione (they had left after Bill and Fleur's wedding earlier that year). Ginny of course had begged to come with after he'd explained where he was going, but of course he told her it wasn't safe. Of course it wasn't safe, no where was safe anymore. Hogwarts had been the safest place in the whole country until the death of Albus Dumbledore, but now the school had been shut down. Dumbledore's death had also had an effect on the Death Eaters. Voldemort had become reckless and attacks, deaths, tortures, rapes, and disappearances were now everyday occurrences. It seemed like nothing could stop LordVoldemort now. No one except Harry Potter. He was the Wizarding World's last chance. He was "The Chosen One".

When Ginny finally reached the kitchen table she realized how hungry she was. She must of fallen asleep at at least one maybe two.

"Where've you been all day, dear?" asked her father as she helped herself to some boiled potatoes.

"I feel asleep earlier," she answered, "I haven't been sleeping very well since Harry, Ron, and Hermione left. I've just been so worried."

"Don't worry, dear, I'm sure they're fine," her mother reassured her. Nowadays it was only her parents and herself. Bill and Fleur were on their honeymoon in Rome. Usually Charlie was busy with helping what was left of the Order which was now ran by Remus Lupin. Ron of course was off looking for Horcruxes, the twins with they're joke shop, trying to produce more and more anti-Dark charmed equipment for the Ministry who seemed to be losing the war. And Percy unfortunately perished in one of the many attacks on the Ministry in the last month. It broke her parents' hearts when they heard the news owing to the fact that they never did completely made up. So now dinner's were rather boring and quiet especially after the topic of another Order member's death had come up. It was usually rare though to have her father at dinner owing to both struggles at the Ministry and the Order.

Suddenly a knock at the door disrupted their silent dinner.

"I've got it," said Ginny's father as he got up, wand at hand. It was rather rare to have a visitor at seven in the evening since no one in their right mind would travel at night anymore due to the attacks and kidnappings.

Her dad left the room and ten seconds later the door slammed shut and her dad's voice rang through the hall to the table where they sat.

"Molly, Ginny! Run for it! Get out now! Death Eaters!" he called just as the door blew to pieces in a flash of green light. Ginny immediately bolted upstairs as her mother screamed and drew her wand. Maybe if she got to her wand she could use some of the jinxes and hexes she learned at the D.A. meetings. This is exactly what Harry had been training them for. No more than ten seconds after Ginny had reached her room, grabbed her wand, and hidden in the closet, the door blew apart. Two hooded, masked figures entered the room.

"Come out, Weaslette," drawled the voice of none other than Draco Malfoy, "We know you're in here. Check the closet," he said to the other Death Eater. She raised her wand ready to attack. Just as the door opened, she screamed, "Stupefy!" The Death Eater fell to the floor and she made a run for it.

"Petrificus Totalus!" The full-body bind hit her in the back and she fell face first on to the hard floor just before the opened door.

"Well, where do you think you're going Weaslette,"mocked Draco, standing somewhere above her, "certainly not trying to escape I hope? We even took the time to knock and everything," She suddenly felt ropes spring around her and the bind was removed. Like it mattered though because the ropes were serving the same purpose. Draco turned her over so she could see him.

"Draco, you evil piece of…"

"Silencio!" he said casually, "It's not very smart to insult your capturer you know, especially when he has a wand and you don't," he added as he picked up her wand and pocketed it. Just as he did so he pulled out a vile containing a poisonous green liquid. He opened her mouth slightly and tipped the contents into her mouth. She had no clue what the liquid was, but it had absolutely no taste what-so-ever. She had a strong urge to spit it right in Draco's face, but he had his wand pointed at her head and thought not to.

"Swallow it," he ordered, "Now!" jabbing his wand threateningly at her. She had no choice. She swallowed and waited for something to happen and then she suddenly felt extremelytired.

"Nighty night, Weaslette," mocked Draco, his voice distant and far away, and then everything went black.

A/N Well i've finally found time to write this. i recently removed my story His which i wrote under the penname CNPRiddlesnakegirl8 but as you can see it's been changed because i thought it was way to long. anyway now i've got this story and it's general plots the same as His though revised to fit HBP and i've changed some things. i waould have had this up earlier but my life been a living hell lately so its been sitting at my computer for about a month ever since i took off His. anyway i hope you enjoyed the first chapter. R&R :puppie dogg eyes: pwwweasseee! Thanx

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Mrs. C. N. Riddle