(Author's Note: This is a story about Ginny Weasley. Before you begin reading just known that in this story Ginny is not evil. Also Ginny is still an innocent girl. No not a little girl because she is in her 4th year. Ginny is just like she always was. Yes, there will be a strange romance between her and Tom as well as her and Harry. I'm still not yet sure which relationship will overcome the other. Also as far as this story line goes, no there was no love affair goin on with Ginny and Tom during the 2nd book. Tom did have feelings for her but wasn't ready to act upon them mainly because Ginny was still young and having an extremely intimate relationship between an eleven year old and a fifteen year old would probably just be a bit weird. Anyone who writes or likes Fanfic like that please do not take offense. Feel free to still read my ff and leave your response in a review.)
(Oh I almost forgot. Nothing here belongs to me. All characters ::except any of Ginny's 4th year friends that I may make up:: belong to JKR who is one of ::if not THE:: best writer in the world.)
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Prologue
It was very sunny where Ginny was. She was walking along a beach with her fingers laced with those of a very handsome young man. He had unruly black hair and stunning green eyes. (As green as a fresh pickled toad). (A/N: Throughout the story all of Ginny's thoughts will be in (parenthesis).)
"I love spending time with you, Harry." Ginny said softly. A relaxing smile played across her face.
"And I love spending time with you, Ginny. You are the most wonderful person I have ever met," Harry Potter said. He also had a relaxed smile as he looked down at Ginny.
"I only wish that this moment could never end," Ginny sighed. They stopped walking and turned to each other.
"I feel the exact same way," Harry replied. His head bent down to hers and their lips met. It was a moment that felt like it lasted a lifetime yet wasn't long enough for either of them. Their heads slowly parted and Ginny had a smile on her face, her eyes still closed.
"I knew you'd feel the same," a familiar voice whispered. It sent a cold shiver down her spine. Her eyes shot open in shock as she realized who this new person was. She tried to run but the dark haired stranger gripped her arm. She let out a bloodcurdling scream and was suddenly awake. She realized that she was still safe in her bedroom and tried to calm down. This was not an easy task because she had not seen or heard from Tom Riddle since the dreadful experience in the Chamber of Secrets.
(He can't be alive or even existing. Harry destroyed the diary and the memory or Tom. Tom couldn't have come back.)
"It was just a dream," Ginny told herself. "Tom can never come back again." Ginny then settled down for an uneasy sleep. Her logic tells her that Tom can never come back. (A/N: the Tom I refer to is the 16 year old we met in the second HP book and not Voldemort, Tom's future self.) Yet the part of her that still hasn't gotten over the events of the Chamber of Secrets makes her think (He's coming back.)
(Oh I almost forgot. Nothing here belongs to me. All characters ::except any of Ginny's 4th year friends that I may make up:: belong to JKR who is one of ::if not THE:: best writer in the world.)
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Prologue
It was very sunny where Ginny was. She was walking along a beach with her fingers laced with those of a very handsome young man. He had unruly black hair and stunning green eyes. (As green as a fresh pickled toad). (A/N: Throughout the story all of Ginny's thoughts will be in (parenthesis).)
"I love spending time with you, Harry." Ginny said softly. A relaxing smile played across her face.
"And I love spending time with you, Ginny. You are the most wonderful person I have ever met," Harry Potter said. He also had a relaxed smile as he looked down at Ginny.
"I only wish that this moment could never end," Ginny sighed. They stopped walking and turned to each other.
"I feel the exact same way," Harry replied. His head bent down to hers and their lips met. It was a moment that felt like it lasted a lifetime yet wasn't long enough for either of them. Their heads slowly parted and Ginny had a smile on her face, her eyes still closed.
"I knew you'd feel the same," a familiar voice whispered. It sent a cold shiver down her spine. Her eyes shot open in shock as she realized who this new person was. She tried to run but the dark haired stranger gripped her arm. She let out a bloodcurdling scream and was suddenly awake. She realized that she was still safe in her bedroom and tried to calm down. This was not an easy task because she had not seen or heard from Tom Riddle since the dreadful experience in the Chamber of Secrets.
(He can't be alive or even existing. Harry destroyed the diary and the memory or Tom. Tom couldn't have come back.)
"It was just a dream," Ginny told herself. "Tom can never come back again." Ginny then settled down for an uneasy sleep. Her logic tells her that Tom can never come back. (A/N: the Tom I refer to is the 16 year old we met in the second HP book and not Voldemort, Tom's future self.) Yet the part of her that still hasn't gotten over the events of the Chamber of Secrets makes her think (He's coming back.)