Fool Me Once
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Lord Voldemort lay at the bottom of the alter. As Wormtail approached with a dagger in one hand and a destroyed diary in the other.
"Are y-you positive of this, m-my Lord?" Wormtail asks nervously.
"You dare to question me yet again, Wormtail?" Voldemort asks shrilly.
"N-no My Lord. I-I mean of course my Lord. I mean I-"
"Silence, proceed with the spell."
"Yes, m-my Lord.
Wormtail said no more words as he approached the boiling cauldron. He then cut his hand and applied the blood to the first page of the diary and recited the words: "Blood of a willing wizard to fuel the memory." He then reached down towards Voldemort and shakily removed some blood from his master. He applied the blood to the last page and recited the final words.
"Blood of the memory to be reborn."
Wormtail dropped the soiled diary into the boiling cauldron. Wisps of black smoke rise up through the darkened temple and a great power unleashes upon the Manor.
Ginny Weasley shot up out of her bed as if she's been burned. She sits back down startled at the dream and it feels as if a part of her has been ripped out. Ginny's head begins to spin and she thinks of happy thoughts. She feels nauseous and begins to rush to the bathroom. She is violently sick and breathes heavily; suddenly there is a hand on her back. She shrieks and spins only to find her mother crouching beside her with a worried expression.
"What's all this about, dear?" Molly asks sweetly.
Ginny meets her gaze with panicked brown irises. She breathes a deep breath and tries to speak only to have her breath catch in her throat. She exhales and tries again.
"I've hade a horrendous nightmare, Mum. I was in this room and, there was this man, well creature thing really and…." Ginny breaks off of her story, unsure.
"Go on, dear." Molly says. She then notices something off about her daughter's expression. "What tis it?" She asks worriedly.
"I….don't remember what happened next, mum, It's just…..gone." Ginny says solemnly.
"Is that all, dear? Well oh, what a relief. You gave me such a fright there for a moment."
Ginny gives her mother a worried look. Does she not know how important this dream could be? What if it has to do with You-Know-Who? Wait a moment that can't be. She has no reason to think she would have that sort of dream. What a weird thought. Oh well her mums probably right. Just a nightmare is all.
"Sorry for the scare, Mum."
"That's all right, darling, nothing I can't handle. Let's go get you cleaned up, then."
After Molly got Ginny put back in bed she laid awake in her own bed and thought
What an odd night. Her daughter has never been sick over a dream she couldn't remember.
Oh well must just be nerves. She does, after all, go back to Hogwarts next week.
Ahh! Cliffhanger…well..kind of. I know this a short chapter, but it is only the prologue. If you are interested in this story I would be happy to update it. I only require one review and I will update. Just let me know!
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