Chapter 1
"The Dream"
A/N: I do not own any of these characters, though I wish I did:D! Well this is my first fan fiction that I have ever written, so sorry if you think it is completely horrible, or if it has any spelling/grammar errors. If it does, I would appreciate it greatly if you would reveiw and tell me! Thanks!
"Cause it's you and me,
and all of the people,
and nothing to do,
nothing to lose.
And it's you and me,
and all of the people,
and I don't know why,
but I can't keep my eyes off of you."
–Lifehouse "You and Me"
Tears streamed down Ginny's face. Her chest heaved up and down trying to catch a breath. She rocked back and forth on her back and feet. The floor was cold and hard. The room was dark, and Ginny couldn't see anything but a light creaking out from under a door up ahead. She had tried to run to the door, but something had yanked her back. It was almost as if she was connected to the wall with invisible chains. She continued to cry. The last thing she remembered was watching Draco Malfoy's stone hard face get blurrier and blurrier until she blacked out. When she woke up she was in this room. "What could they want with me? What am I going to do?" Ginny thought while continuing to cry.
Suddenly the door up ahead creaked open. The light shone threw hitting the grimy, dirty walls opposite of it. A tall, dark figure stood in the doorway. His shiny-blonde hair gleamed in the darkness. His expensive black and silver robes fell onto the floor. It was none of than Draco Malfoy himself. Ginny stood up to her feet which took much courage and strength.
"How could you," Ginny sobbed uncontrollably,"HOW COULD YOU!" She screamed. She thought maybe if she screamed loud enough, someone would come, though no one did.
"Shut up you little blood traitor," Malfoy hissed. Something about Malfoy wasn't the same. He seemed different than his school self. He was more mature, more scary, more powerful. Malfoy stepped further into the room. His cold, gray eyes stared straight into Ginny's soothing green ones.
Suddenly a excruciating pain filled Ginny's body. It seemed to start at the tips of her toenails and slithered its way up to the ends of her hair. "AHHHH," Ginny screamed in agony. Her knees buckled and she fell to the floor. Her hands cringed and she grabbed her head hoping that it would ease the pain a bit, but it only made it worse.
Malfoy dropped his gaze and the pain ceased. Ginny gasped for breath. Her hands were shaking and her dirty face was wet with her tears. With all the strength she had left in her, she slowly stood back up onto her feet. Her wand was no where to be found, and she was defenseless. Yet, she stood there and gazed bravely at Malfoy, though not staring him directly in the eyes. An evil smile began to creep up Malfoy's face.
"I see Harry has been rubbing off on you has he? Him and his silly courage," Malfoy hissed. His s's seemed to be drawn out more than usual, and the use of the word "Harry" surprised Ginny, for Malfoy always called them by their last names.
"Don't talk about Harry," Ginny replied sternly, but still weak.
"Don't talk Miss Weasley, for I will only kill you faster." Malfoy sneered. "Mrs. Weasley? Since when did Draco call me Miss Weasley?" Ginny thought to herself.
"Because, Ginny, I'm not Draco Malfoy," Malfoy spoke. As he said this, he ran over to Ginny and grabbed her by the throat, pulling her up into the air, with more strength and power than Ginny had expected. "I am Lord Voldemort."
With that, he let go. Ginny dropped to her knees. Malfoy slowly and steadily started to change. He grew taller and thinner and his highlighter blonde hair began to disappear. His nose became smaller and smaller until all that was there were two slits. The hood of his robes slowly made its way up, till it was over his head. Now all you could really see were his gray eyes and wicked smile. Not to soon after, Ginny saw his gray eyes slowly starting to get brighter and redder, till they were blood red. They shone brightly against the darkness of his robes. His already wicked grin became more and more wicked by the second, until Ginny's eyes burned from watching. Malfoy's fingernails started to extend, growing longer and longer till they were as sharp as knifes. Tears started to flow from Ginny's eyes harder than before. They became deep sobs and cackles.
There, in front of Ginny Weasley, stood Lord Voldemort.
"Yes, Miss Weasley, I am Lord Voldemort, and I am going to kill you."
Before Ginny had the chance to say another word, Voldemort lifted his wand and hissed "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Ginny shot up. Her whole body was shaking and her breath came in short, small gasps. She felt dizzy, and everything around her was a blur. Her bed was soaking wet with her sweat and tears. A streak of blood trickled down her hand, starting from the end of her thumb to the end of her wrist. Blurry figures were staring at her.
Ginny's eyes began to focus and she noticed, what seemed like, her whole dorm, was at her bedside. Hermione was bending over her bed, looking into Ginny's face. Her eyes were filled with worry and concern.
"W-where am I?" Ginny asked, regaining a little of her strength.
"Your at Hogwarts, in your bed Ginny. I think you had a nightmare. We heard you screaming and saying something like "How could you". When I came over here you were trashing around in your bed. Your hand even flew up and hit the back of your bed. " Hermione answered, pointing to the cut on Ginny's hand.
Ginny just remembered the cut was there. Everything suddenly began to come back to her. She started sobbing uncontrollably again. Hermione moved her hands towards Ginny and gave her a big hug. Ginny laid her head on Hermione's shoulder and cried.
"Hermione, it was a-a-awful. I was k-k-kidnaped by Malfoy and taken to this dark room all by myself. Then he c-c-came in and all of a sudden he turned into V-v-v-voldemort! He killed me." Ginny gasped in between sobs.
Ginny's roommates groggily made their way back to their bunks. Hermione sat down on the edge of Ginny's four-poster bed.
"Ginny, it'll be okay. It was just a dream." Hermione comforted her while she patted Ginny's back.
"It seemed so real," Ginny whispered.
"It was just a dream. It didn't really happen." Hermione said trying to convince Ginny she was going to be okay. "Here let me fix that." she stated pointing to the cut on Ginny's hand.
Hermione bent down and drew out her wand. She pointed it right at Ginny's cut and mumbled some words that Ginny couldn't make out. The cut automatically started sealing itself. All the blood vanished.
"Okay, I'm alright. What time is it?" Ginny asked questioningly.
"About 4:00 in the morning," Hermione answered with a small smile.
"I'm so sorry! You can go back to sleep now, I'll be fine." Ginny said watching Hermione slowly get up off of her bed.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay? I can stay here with you if you want." Hermione asked. Ginny could tell she was tired.
"No really, It's okay. Go back to sleep." Ginny smiled.
"Alright, I'll see you in the morning! If you need me I'm just right over here." Hermione hollered while walking to her bed. A few disgruntled roommates shot up and gave Hermione death glares.
"Alright, night." Ginny said.
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"Have a good first night as a big fifth year?" Ron joked as he noticed the dark bags under Ginny's eyes.
"Yeah, It was bloody brilliant," Ginny replied sarcastically. Last night, she could never get back to sleep after having her nightmare. So, she lay awake until it was time to get up. "What about yours Mr. Big Sixth Year?"
"Ah, you know, the usual." Ron replied grinning.
"Hey Ginny! Rough night?" Harry asked as he saw Ginny slumped in an armchair in the common room.
"Oh yeah," Ginny answered as she got up out of the armchair,"I'm waiting on Hermione to come down for breakfast."
Harry couldn't help but notice Ginny's smooth, gentle voice. Her eyes shone brightly in the light, even after having no sleep. Her hair was a golden-red and her eyes were bright green. Every feature on her face was just perfect. Not only that, as Harry had surely noticed, Ginny had really grown a lot over the summer. She looked not so much like a child, but a woman.
"Where is she anyway?" Ron asked.
"IM COMING!" Hermione yelled as she ran into the common room. "Sorry I overslept."
"We noticed," Ron joked.
"Oh, shut up Ron. Its not like you have ever done it." Hermione snipped back.
"Well let's go, Im starving." Ron said as he began walking towards the portrait.
"That's a big surprise," Hermione mumbled under her breath.
As they walked into the great hall, every guy's eyes seemed to be watching Ginny. "What is everyone staring at me for?" Ginny asked Harry as she sat down at the table. She knew the answer though, for she had noticed how different she looked this year too. She loved catching the attention of guys, and making the girls jealous.
"I think I know why," Harry muttered. But before Ginny could ask what he meant by that, Dumbledore's voice rang throughout the Great Hall.
"Welcome back, welcome back, Hogwarts students! I know your all hungry so let's just skip the speech for now, and begin!" he shouted merrily as plates and plates of food appeared on the table.
Everyone's hands shot towards plates and voices rang throughout the hall. It seemed like everyone was catching up on what they did over the summer.
"So, did you guys have a good summer?" Hermione asked.
"Yump, It was grewt." Ron replied as he stuffed his mouth with food.
Hermione gave Ron a disgusted look, and then glanced at Harry. "What about yours Harry?" she tried again.
Harry finally jerked his gaze off of Ginny. "Huh, what did you say?" He stuttered out.
"It's useless talking to you guys," Hermione huffed as she began reading The Daily Prophet.
Draco Malfoy sighed deeply as he looked away from Crabbe, who at this moment was telling some ridiculous story about something-or-other that happened over the summer. Malfoy scanned the faces at the tables. His gaze caught Ginny Weasley. "She certainly looks different this year", Draco thought as he scanned her up and down. She had filled out nicely, and something about her seemed to draw him in. Suddenly he felt a small tap on his shoulder.
"Hey Draco," Pansy giggled as he glanced back at her.
"Oh, it's you. Hey." Malfoy replied dumbly, after turning his gaze back to Ginny.
"How was your summer?" Pansy asked.
"Great. Just great." Draco replied. She continued to talk but he tuned her out. He didn't care for anymore Slytherin sluts this year. They didn't seem to impress him anymore. Plus, they all wanted him, and he wanted something new. He loves a challenge, and he wanted someone who wouldn't be so easy to get.
Ginny suddenly looked over at his table. He turned away.
"Was Draco Malfoy just staring at me?" Ginny thought. "Nah," Her thoughts answered herself. She continued to listen to Hermione and Ron bicker over how it was impolite to talk with your mouth full. Harry was enjoying this too, it rather lifted his spirits up to know that Hermione wasn't bickering or yelling at him about something.
"I'm tired of arguing with you, Ronald Weasley. Anyway, it's time for class. Bye Ginny! See you later tonight," she said to Ginny as she stormed out of the Great Hall, Harry and Ron at her heels.
Ginny got up and walked out of the Great Hall. She checked her schedule. "Great, Potions, what fun," Ginny thought as she started to make her way down to the dungeons.
"Well, well if it isn't the little Weasly," a smooth voice called out from around the next corner. Ginny looked over to her right, and saw Blaise Zabini, a handsome looking Slytherin, staring at her. She must've not noticed him.
"What do you want?" Ginny asked slyly as Blaise slowly made his way in front of Ginny.
"You sure look different this year," Zabini smirked as he looked Ginny up and down.
"I see you haven't changed," Ginny fired back. She started to make her way around him when he stepped in front of her.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, as put his arms out to stop Ginny from going around him.
"To class, if you'll get out of my way, Zabini," Ginny said, getting annoyed.
"Your not going anywhere," Blaise growled as he pinned Ginny up against the wall.
"What are you doing? Stop!" Ginny cried.
"Zabini, get off of her! 10 points from Slytherin and if you don't go away now I'll give you a detention to go along with it," a voice hissed from someone behind Blaise. He turned around and Ginny saw Draco Malfoy.
"What's wrong with you, Malfoy?" Zabini asked, sounding astounded that Draco would take points from Slytherin.
Malfoy suddenly realized what he had just done and replied, "Wouldn't want little Weasley going and getting you into trouble on your first day back, would you?" Draco smirked, as a small, evil grin slid across his face.
Blaise grinned back and took one last look at Ginny, winking, before walking away.
"Thanks," Ginny said as Draco was turning to leave.
"Well, I couldn't have something happening to one of my other Slytherins now, could I?" He sneered, looking into Ginny's green eyes.
"Still, unlike you to even care about one of your own kind," Ginny smirked. She smiled slightly at her own remark. She couldn't help notice how handsome Malfoy actually was. He had perfect, blonde hair, that hung in his grayish, blue eyes. She quickly looked away from his eyes, remembering her dream. She decided to look at his body. He had the perfect body to match his perfect face.
"What are you staring at, Weasley?" Malfoy snorted glaring at Ginny.
"You," She replied smiling. As she walked away, she laughed at the look on Malfoy's face after her last remark.
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