Title:Loving Death
Author: Nimbus
Email:nimbus@schnoogle.com or crazy_chick48@hotmail.com
Summary:Voldie's back and badder than ever. Ginny faces the fact that her Tom is the Dark Lord, and Charlie gets the girl! H/C/H love triangle along with R/L. Fleur makes a cameo.
Disclaimers:HP belongs to JK...*pouts now*
A/N: Things will get definintly darker than they are now, it's just the way I write. I understand that this chapter is really short, but they will get longer as the plot thickens. Please excuse and spelling or grammatical errors, I'm too lazy to get a beta. Bad Nimbus
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You know, it's very hard to live in a house full of nuts. Of course, everybody but Ron is gone, and have houses of their own, but when they visit, this place is pure chaos. Just like now.
Bill and Charlie had come in together, they had apparated, and made mum really mad when they landed on the kitchen table, making a mess. Percy had been here for awhile, he just showed up one night with dad after work, we were all shocked. Finally, Fred and George had just walked on over, since their house is only five minutes away.
And they were all here for my 16th birthday.
*I'm even lucky I made it this far* She thought, what with being friends with Harry Potter and all, she was always prone to some degree of danger. And here she sat all alone, on her bed with her clothes lying beside her.
Ginny got up and stood in front of her mirror.
*Well today's the day, sixteen at last, no more brothers treating me like a kid anymore.*
Ginny got her jeans and jumper, put them on and turned towards the door. She stopped before she left and gave her room a final look over.
*Here we go*
From the moment she stepped downstairs, Ginny was bombarded with visitors. Uncle Urich had come all the way from the States to come and be here tonight. Right now she was talking to Hermione who was going on and on about boys and Quidditch.
"....and that's all they ever talk about! I wish they would just sit down once in a while and just read a book. And what's the big deal with Quidditch anyways, its a stupid, confusing sport."
"I think it's a really good game, quite challenging."
"Humph" was all she said.
Truth be told, Ginny really loved Quidditch. If she had learned one think in all her sixteen years with her brothers, it was how to play Quidditch, and to play it exceptionally.
Ginny was hoping to play on the Gryffindor team this year, Ron was Keeper, Colin and his little brother had taken Fred and George's places as beaters and two third years that she barely knew played as chasers. Ginny hoped to make the third one. Harry was still Seeker of course.
Ginny took this moment of silence as an end to the conversation and got up and left. Ginny really didn't like being around people as much as she used to, she prefered to be alone when she thought.
This would be her next to the last year at Hogwarts. Ginny really hadn't thought about what she wanted to do after she finished school.
*Well, I could always work at Gringotts with Bill* She thought wryly.
No. No. No. That would never do. She didn't want to work at the Ministry and go through what Dad and Percy did, they still had the mental scars from that episode.
Ginny knew that Harry, Ron, and Hermione wanted to be Aurors, but she had other plans.
Lately she had spent more time with Charlie, she took all of her vacations to go and visit him. In the time that she had been there, she positivly fell in love the his dragons. Now, she knew that they were dangerous, but it gave her a sort of adreneline rush to be around them, she almost felt like she was meant to be with them. Even Charlie had said this much.
"Yea, that's right, aim spell just a little to the left. Good, seems like you're a natural at this little sis."
Ginny was planning on seeing him over Christmas break as well. She was really looking forward to it.
"Hey Ginny, it's time to open presents"
Ginny jumped about two feet in the air.
"Jeez Ron, you could walk a little louder when you do that!"
Ron looked sheepish and got a definite red tinge to his face. There was nothing like an angry Ginny to make you feel guilty.
"Sorry, but everyone's waiting for the birthday girl."
No matter what I do, I'm always making a disturbance. I'm there, I'm not there, I'm in the way, I need to be there.
*Is anyone ever satisfied with me?*
"I'll be there in a minute Ron."
"Kay, but make it quick though, I'm hungry." Ron said this in a whining voice, he sounded like a child begging for a lolly.
Ron left, and Ginny was by herself again. She straitened her robes and went into the kitchen with everyone else.
Harry and Hermione sat close together at the table, too close for mere friends.
*Is there something going on between those too?*
The redheads were situated off to the side where a massive sugar cake sat. Ginny's eyes widened as she took in the amount of presents she had got, it was way more than she deserved.
Ginny whipped through them like a tornado, she felt like a little kid again.
"Oh thanks mum" She said as she held up a new set of dress robes. This is exactly what she had needed, her old ones were getting quite shabby. The one's she held in her hands now were a dark green that contrasted nicely with her curly red hair. Ginny had just finished opening her last present (a pair of dragon hide boots from Charlie) when Harry and Hermione just got up and left.
"Wonder where they're going." said George.
"Dunno." Fred had a quirky smile plastered on his face. "You know Hermione's gotten awfully pretty these past few years, bet I know what Harry's going to do."
"Oh shut up Fred" Said Ron. (Ron had went out briefly in fifth year with Hermione and ever since she had broken up with him saying *I just don't like you like that, I love you like a brother." he always got touchey when they mentioned her love life.) "They're going to get Ginny's last present."
"Another one guys? I've already got enough to last me for two more birthdays."
Harry and Hermione entered the room again, this time holding a small object wrapped in gold foil. They sat it down on the table and motioned for her to open it.
Ginny opened it slowly, unassure of what might happen next. Inch by inch that wrapping paper came off to reveal a lovely gold velvet diary, with burgandy markings that were in another language.
"Amour conquerant tous"
"It means Love conquers all" said Hermione. "Harry, Ron, and I picked it up over our summer break in France."
Ginny's eyes were starting to gather tears. It was such a lovely present, despite her horrible past history with them. She shuddered as she thought of him, Tom, how nice he had been as a human boy. Ginny had fallen in love with him. But now he was He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, a terrible force of darkness and evil that was just waiting to swallow her pretty little form up.
"What's wrong Ginny?" Said Hermione with a pout. " Don't you like your gift?"
"No, I love it" She replied with a toss of her curls. "I was just thinking about first year that's all."
"Oh." Was all she could say. Hermione could remember that year well. It was her second year, and Ginny was in her first. Ginny had talked to You-Know-Who through a magical diary and released a dark monster. The Basilisk. Hermione could remember being petrified by it.
"Oh, Gin, sorry about that." Harry said and reached to pluck it from her hands. "We didn't think."
"NO." Ginny hastily got it out of the way. She wasn't afraid of anymore of diaries. "I want it, it's a lovely gift."
Everyone in the room seemed to breath a sigh or relief at this. They thought she might get wigged out by it.
Mrs. Weasley stood up.
"All right, that's it. Off you go, time for dinner. I set up a table outside, and after it's through, it's off to bed, it's getting very late!"
Mrs. Weasley had prepared a delicious meal as always, the table was filled with meats, puddings, and pies.
It had just turned dark when the last person had finished eating (Ron) when Mrs. Weasley pushed them all indoors and told them to get ready for bed.
Ginny's room was right next to Ron's but was in no way like it. Where Ron's room was bright and orange, her's was soft and yellow. Ron's room was so cluttered with junk and Chudley Cannons memorabilia that it was hard to walk through it. With Harry rooming with him, it became even more cramped. Ginny's room, on the other hand, was light and airy, so when Hermione had brought in her stuff there was still plenty of room.
Hermione, Ron, Harry, and the twins decided to go downstairs and fiddle with the muggle t.v. that Mr. Weasley had brought home before going to bed.
Ginny was left all alone in her room for the time being and began putting away all the birthday presents she had recieved. She had put away almost everything when she got to her diary and decided to leave it out. She would write the first entry tonight.
She picked up a quill from her desk and sat down on the bed to write.
~[August 29:
I don't really know how to start this. I suppose I could begin with where it all started, but that would be to long of an entry. You see, today's my birthday, big one six, I am. I should be thrilled, but somehow I can't be. I'm too frightened. Of my past. Of what's to come. Of Tom. I loved him for awhile, it helped me get over Harry, but that's before I knew what he really was. And now he's after me. Because he loved me too. I remember the things he said about me to Harry. I can remember my heart breaking in two. But I know they weren't true. He said it himself. He said *I love you* I have that knowledge and now he's going to kill me for it. Soon. But I'll stop him. Because I have to.
Ginny]~
Ginny rubbed her eyes and let out a mighty yawn. She looked at the clock on her wall which said *Time for Bed....why aren't you in BED?* Ginny laughed at it. Mum had gotten it for her in town when she was about six. Ten years later, it still annoyed her and made her laugh at the same time. It was a comforting thought that some things never change. Ginny pulled the covers over her head and was asleep in five minutes.
She never knew when Hermione tiptoed in the room four hours later.
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The dream started out normal enough. It was a fine summer day, the wind was blowing, the sun warm, the mood tranquil. Ginny was sitting on a blanket in the middle of a grass field, weaving daisies into a crown. Her checkered sundress rippled in the wind and all of a sudden the dark grey clouds of a thunderstorm came rolling in. That was when she first heard the voice. It was a whisper at first, but it grew louder, until it was an endless pounding in her head.
"Ginnnnyyyy."
"What...what do you want?" She called out into the wind, but got no answer.
"Ginnnnyyyyyyyy" The voice persisted. It had started to rain by now, and she was getting soaked.
"Show yourself! If you're not a coward, then show yourself!"
"Shushhhhh...be quiet darling....I want to feel your soul. I've waited a long time."
Ginny was actually sobbing now, partly out of suspense and of fright, if this is who she thought it was....
"Please...please no...."
"Come now child, it's time to play, you agreed to the rules, decided to take the risk and I've come here to collect."
"No....please..god no....." Ginny huddled near her blanket and started to shiver.
"Ginnnnnyyyy"
The pounding in her ears became too much to handle and the world faded to black.....
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Ginny sat up in her bed gasping. She whispered only one word, but with it came the horrors of the wizarding world, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Tom."
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Now you've read, now you can review. Comments are loved, constructive critisism adored, and flames laughed at.
Author: Nimbus
Email:nimbus@schnoogle.com or crazy_chick48@hotmail.com
Summary:Voldie's back and badder than ever. Ginny faces the fact that her Tom is the Dark Lord, and Charlie gets the girl! H/C/H love triangle along with R/L. Fleur makes a cameo.
Disclaimers:HP belongs to JK...*pouts now*
A/N: Things will get definintly darker than they are now, it's just the way I write. I understand that this chapter is really short, but they will get longer as the plot thickens. Please excuse and spelling or grammatical errors, I'm too lazy to get a beta. Bad Nimbus
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You know, it's very hard to live in a house full of nuts. Of course, everybody but Ron is gone, and have houses of their own, but when they visit, this place is pure chaos. Just like now.
Bill and Charlie had come in together, they had apparated, and made mum really mad when they landed on the kitchen table, making a mess. Percy had been here for awhile, he just showed up one night with dad after work, we were all shocked. Finally, Fred and George had just walked on over, since their house is only five minutes away.
And they were all here for my 16th birthday.
*I'm even lucky I made it this far* She thought, what with being friends with Harry Potter and all, she was always prone to some degree of danger. And here she sat all alone, on her bed with her clothes lying beside her.
Ginny got up and stood in front of her mirror.
*Well today's the day, sixteen at last, no more brothers treating me like a kid anymore.*
Ginny got her jeans and jumper, put them on and turned towards the door. She stopped before she left and gave her room a final look over.
*Here we go*
From the moment she stepped downstairs, Ginny was bombarded with visitors. Uncle Urich had come all the way from the States to come and be here tonight. Right now she was talking to Hermione who was going on and on about boys and Quidditch.
"....and that's all they ever talk about! I wish they would just sit down once in a while and just read a book. And what's the big deal with Quidditch anyways, its a stupid, confusing sport."
"I think it's a really good game, quite challenging."
"Humph" was all she said.
Truth be told, Ginny really loved Quidditch. If she had learned one think in all her sixteen years with her brothers, it was how to play Quidditch, and to play it exceptionally.
Ginny was hoping to play on the Gryffindor team this year, Ron was Keeper, Colin and his little brother had taken Fred and George's places as beaters and two third years that she barely knew played as chasers. Ginny hoped to make the third one. Harry was still Seeker of course.
Ginny took this moment of silence as an end to the conversation and got up and left. Ginny really didn't like being around people as much as she used to, she prefered to be alone when she thought.
This would be her next to the last year at Hogwarts. Ginny really hadn't thought about what she wanted to do after she finished school.
*Well, I could always work at Gringotts with Bill* She thought wryly.
No. No. No. That would never do. She didn't want to work at the Ministry and go through what Dad and Percy did, they still had the mental scars from that episode.
Ginny knew that Harry, Ron, and Hermione wanted to be Aurors, but she had other plans.
Lately she had spent more time with Charlie, she took all of her vacations to go and visit him. In the time that she had been there, she positivly fell in love the his dragons. Now, she knew that they were dangerous, but it gave her a sort of adreneline rush to be around them, she almost felt like she was meant to be with them. Even Charlie had said this much.
"Yea, that's right, aim spell just a little to the left. Good, seems like you're a natural at this little sis."
Ginny was planning on seeing him over Christmas break as well. She was really looking forward to it.
"Hey Ginny, it's time to open presents"
Ginny jumped about two feet in the air.
"Jeez Ron, you could walk a little louder when you do that!"
Ron looked sheepish and got a definite red tinge to his face. There was nothing like an angry Ginny to make you feel guilty.
"Sorry, but everyone's waiting for the birthday girl."
No matter what I do, I'm always making a disturbance. I'm there, I'm not there, I'm in the way, I need to be there.
*Is anyone ever satisfied with me?*
"I'll be there in a minute Ron."
"Kay, but make it quick though, I'm hungry." Ron said this in a whining voice, he sounded like a child begging for a lolly.
Ron left, and Ginny was by herself again. She straitened her robes and went into the kitchen with everyone else.
Harry and Hermione sat close together at the table, too close for mere friends.
*Is there something going on between those too?*
The redheads were situated off to the side where a massive sugar cake sat. Ginny's eyes widened as she took in the amount of presents she had got, it was way more than she deserved.
Ginny whipped through them like a tornado, she felt like a little kid again.
"Oh thanks mum" She said as she held up a new set of dress robes. This is exactly what she had needed, her old ones were getting quite shabby. The one's she held in her hands now were a dark green that contrasted nicely with her curly red hair. Ginny had just finished opening her last present (a pair of dragon hide boots from Charlie) when Harry and Hermione just got up and left.
"Wonder where they're going." said George.
"Dunno." Fred had a quirky smile plastered on his face. "You know Hermione's gotten awfully pretty these past few years, bet I know what Harry's going to do."
"Oh shut up Fred" Said Ron. (Ron had went out briefly in fifth year with Hermione and ever since she had broken up with him saying *I just don't like you like that, I love you like a brother." he always got touchey when they mentioned her love life.) "They're going to get Ginny's last present."
"Another one guys? I've already got enough to last me for two more birthdays."
Harry and Hermione entered the room again, this time holding a small object wrapped in gold foil. They sat it down on the table and motioned for her to open it.
Ginny opened it slowly, unassure of what might happen next. Inch by inch that wrapping paper came off to reveal a lovely gold velvet diary, with burgandy markings that were in another language.
"Amour conquerant tous"
"It means Love conquers all" said Hermione. "Harry, Ron, and I picked it up over our summer break in France."
Ginny's eyes were starting to gather tears. It was such a lovely present, despite her horrible past history with them. She shuddered as she thought of him, Tom, how nice he had been as a human boy. Ginny had fallen in love with him. But now he was He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, a terrible force of darkness and evil that was just waiting to swallow her pretty little form up.
"What's wrong Ginny?" Said Hermione with a pout. " Don't you like your gift?"
"No, I love it" She replied with a toss of her curls. "I was just thinking about first year that's all."
"Oh." Was all she could say. Hermione could remember that year well. It was her second year, and Ginny was in her first. Ginny had talked to You-Know-Who through a magical diary and released a dark monster. The Basilisk. Hermione could remember being petrified by it.
"Oh, Gin, sorry about that." Harry said and reached to pluck it from her hands. "We didn't think."
"NO." Ginny hastily got it out of the way. She wasn't afraid of anymore of diaries. "I want it, it's a lovely gift."
Everyone in the room seemed to breath a sigh or relief at this. They thought she might get wigged out by it.
Mrs. Weasley stood up.
"All right, that's it. Off you go, time for dinner. I set up a table outside, and after it's through, it's off to bed, it's getting very late!"
Mrs. Weasley had prepared a delicious meal as always, the table was filled with meats, puddings, and pies.
It had just turned dark when the last person had finished eating (Ron) when Mrs. Weasley pushed them all indoors and told them to get ready for bed.
Ginny's room was right next to Ron's but was in no way like it. Where Ron's room was bright and orange, her's was soft and yellow. Ron's room was so cluttered with junk and Chudley Cannons memorabilia that it was hard to walk through it. With Harry rooming with him, it became even more cramped. Ginny's room, on the other hand, was light and airy, so when Hermione had brought in her stuff there was still plenty of room.
Hermione, Ron, Harry, and the twins decided to go downstairs and fiddle with the muggle t.v. that Mr. Weasley had brought home before going to bed.
Ginny was left all alone in her room for the time being and began putting away all the birthday presents she had recieved. She had put away almost everything when she got to her diary and decided to leave it out. She would write the first entry tonight.
She picked up a quill from her desk and sat down on the bed to write.
~[August 29:
I don't really know how to start this. I suppose I could begin with where it all started, but that would be to long of an entry. You see, today's my birthday, big one six, I am. I should be thrilled, but somehow I can't be. I'm too frightened. Of my past. Of what's to come. Of Tom. I loved him for awhile, it helped me get over Harry, but that's before I knew what he really was. And now he's after me. Because he loved me too. I remember the things he said about me to Harry. I can remember my heart breaking in two. But I know they weren't true. He said it himself. He said *I love you* I have that knowledge and now he's going to kill me for it. Soon. But I'll stop him. Because I have to.
Ginny]~
Ginny rubbed her eyes and let out a mighty yawn. She looked at the clock on her wall which said *Time for Bed....why aren't you in BED?* Ginny laughed at it. Mum had gotten it for her in town when she was about six. Ten years later, it still annoyed her and made her laugh at the same time. It was a comforting thought that some things never change. Ginny pulled the covers over her head and was asleep in five minutes.
She never knew when Hermione tiptoed in the room four hours later.
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The dream started out normal enough. It was a fine summer day, the wind was blowing, the sun warm, the mood tranquil. Ginny was sitting on a blanket in the middle of a grass field, weaving daisies into a crown. Her checkered sundress rippled in the wind and all of a sudden the dark grey clouds of a thunderstorm came rolling in. That was when she first heard the voice. It was a whisper at first, but it grew louder, until it was an endless pounding in her head.
"Ginnnnyyyy."
"What...what do you want?" She called out into the wind, but got no answer.
"Ginnnnyyyyyyyy" The voice persisted. It had started to rain by now, and she was getting soaked.
"Show yourself! If you're not a coward, then show yourself!"
"Shushhhhh...be quiet darling....I want to feel your soul. I've waited a long time."
Ginny was actually sobbing now, partly out of suspense and of fright, if this is who she thought it was....
"Please...please no...."
"Come now child, it's time to play, you agreed to the rules, decided to take the risk and I've come here to collect."
"No....please..god no....." Ginny huddled near her blanket and started to shiver.
"Ginnnnnyyyy"
The pounding in her ears became too much to handle and the world faded to black.....
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Ginny sat up in her bed gasping. She whispered only one word, but with it came the horrors of the wizarding world, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Tom."
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Now you've read, now you can review. Comments are loved, constructive critisism adored, and flames laughed at.