"I'm coming with you and there's nothing you can do about it!" Ginny protested.
"No!" Harry said hotly. "It's too dangerous."
They stood in silence for a moment. Ginny glared at Harry and he glared right back.
"Alright," Harry lamented. "You can come but… you know Voldemort. He manipulates. Don't be drawn in by him."
"That was five years ago!" Ginny snapped.
"But, it was more than possession that held you. It was more like… passion."
"I was a stupid girl. It's all behind me now."
"I hope so," Harry said. "I hope so."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny entered Hogwarts and saw that it was deserted. The potraits had been removed, dust was layered on everything, and the ceiling was crumbling.
"I always thought that Hogwarts would last forever." Hermione gasped, taking in the paper peeling from the walls.
"Me too." Ron agreed.
"I did too. But when Dumbledore…" Harry hesitated, not wanting to say 'died.' "Yeah. Then I knew that nothing lasts." he sighed.
Ginny said nothing. Hogwarts had held some of the worst times for her. It had been crumbling for her since her first year. She hadn't ever really loved Hogwarts. This place was where she had set a monster free, lost Harry, been ridiculed by her brothers, and… she hated to admit it, lost Tom.
Suddenly a flash of red light hit a pillar and it toppled over along with half the ceiling.
"Run!" Harry shouted.
Ginny ran to her left and found herself in the deserted Great Hall. All of the tables had been removed. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were nowhere to be seen. The doors behind her suddenly slammed and she looked down at the other end of the Hall. There was a figure in a black cloak walking, no, gliding towards her.
Ginny tried to open the doors but it wouldn't budge. She took out her wand and cried,
"Alohomora!"
She tried again to open the doors, but they were clamped shut.
"Alohomora! Alohomora!" she shouted. Nothing she tried worked.
Ginny slid down the wall and slumped on the floor as the figure got a foot away from her. She looked up at the hooded head as the figure slipped it back. Ginny shuddered. It was Voldemort. The snake-like features. The hands and fingers like spiders. Voldemort took out his wand and took aim. But, in the split second before, their eyes met. Those eyes. The red, snake eyes. Ginny knew those eyes, they used to be a vibrant shade of green. They used to make her melt where she stood. Then, instead of Voldemort's snake-like face, she saw the face of a handsome young man. He had black hair, hollowed out cheeks, and a strong jaw.
"Tom?" Ginny asked. She saw the eyes soften. Almost as though reminded of a forgotten memory.
"G-Ginny?" Tom said confused, his face almost looking human.
Ginny stood up and put her hand on Tom's cheek.
"I thought you had forgotten me." He said.
"I could never forget you." Ginny soothed.
"Come with me my empress." Voldemort hissed putting his hand in her hair.
Harry burst in just then and stared. Appalled by what he was seeing.
"G-Ginny?" Harry stammered.
"Harry…" Ginny warned. "Get out of here NOW!" she shouted, advancing on him with her wand. Harry shook his head in disbelief and ran.
Ginny looked into Tom's eyes and they kissed in the dying light.