A/N: The characters in this story do not belong to me. I just own the plot
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Crawling By Charm 'Shadows of the Past' *** (As Ginny) *** I spent thirteen years trying to forget the painful memories of my first year at Hogwarts. How I felt as a little girl who had almost raised the Dark Lord. How he tormented me.The terror and chaos screaming in my brain night and day.Thirteen years gone to waste.
I woke up early the day the shadows came back to haunt me. Even in those early hours, I subconsciously felt that something wasn't right. Something, in fact, was terribly wrong. Night jitters, I told myself. You stayed up late watching IT, remember? Damn the Muggle horror movies.
My own thoughts seemed to calm me a bit. I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom for a nice shower. Hot showers always soothed me for some reason.
When I got out, I felt refreshed. I wrapped a towel around my wet hair to let it dry. I dressed myself slowly, watching the time. It was nearly ten o' clock. Then I went downstairs and wrote a quick note to my mother. 'Dear Mum, Everything's fine here as usual. I am on my way to turn in my thesis for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Keep your fingers crossed for me. Say hi to Dad for me, and hope to see you soon. Love, Ginny.'
I folded the letter and put in it in my pocket. I lived in an apartment with an owl coop, so I'd stop up there to send off my letter.
While my hair dried, I ate and an apple and drank some orange juice. When I finally looked at the time again, it was 10:45. I went back upstairs and combed my hair. I tied it up in a ponytail as I didn't wear my hair down anymore. I don't know why, I just didn't.
I picked up my purse and threw my heavily keychained keys into it and took off. I hurried up the stair toward the coop, of course, at the top of the building. When I reached it, I looked around for Gotzone, my tawny. I found him sitting on a perch, watching me. I went over, tied the note and let him out the window.
Then I Apparated to the grounds of the Ministery of Magic. I hurried inside a building beside it, looking at my watch. Was I late already? I nearly ran across the halls of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement until I reached the main office. I gave the secretary my name and she told me to wait. I sat down in the small lobby, nervously.
I had applied for the job of supeona and today was a small interview. I had to bring a small thesis on Magical Law and I had only finished it yesterday. I didn't have to wait too long, just twenty minutes, when Darren Grant, the Head of the Department, invited me into his office.
It was a not too large room, with a big window on one wall and four filing cabinets on the other. There were a few chairs at one end, and a big oak desk with two chairs in front of it on the other end. I sat down in one of these chair, while Mr. Grant sat behind his desk. He peered at me for a short moment before speaking.
"May I see your thesis?" He asked.
"Of course," I said and I pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to him. He nodded, sat back and began to read. While he did, I couldn't help but feel anxious. I looked around. There was nothing too strange about it; it was just a regular office. Then I looked at my knees for five minutes.
"Ms. Weasley," Mr. Grant finally spoke, setting my thesis on his desk. I looked up at him, unable to read his face.
"Yes?"
"Your thesis is good, excellent in fact."
Oh, no. I thought. He's not going to admit me. I shivered slightly and waited.
"I must ask you, when can you start?"
My heart leapt. He was hiring me! I could have screamed for joy, but I conformed myself.
"Anytime, sir."
"Very well, good. How about this Thursday?"
"That's fine, Thursday is fine."
"Good. Well, I'll alert the other supeonas and they'll help you out Thursday, show you the ropes and such. Work begins promptly at nine o' clock and ends at five. Overtime and such means a Galleon an hour. Thank you, Ms. Weasley."
"Thank you, Mr. Grant."
I got up and left his office, very happy indeed. Actually, I left the Department completely. I Apparated to a dark alleyway beside my apartment, knowing no one would see me. But then I felt a wave a shivers and I saw a faint shadow on the wall. I turned around quickly to see what it was, but nothing was there. Nothing. I shuddered involuntarily. It was probably just a cat. Yes, a cat, that was it.
How could have been so blind as to think that was a cat? How? I didn't know it then, but the shadows of my past had returned, more frightening than ever. Shadows.
((Ah, there we go. Tell me how you like it, if you don't then tell me that too. In other words, I want your reviews!! They mean the world to me!! ^^))
Crawling By Charm 'Shadows of the Past' *** (As Ginny) *** I spent thirteen years trying to forget the painful memories of my first year at Hogwarts. How I felt as a little girl who had almost raised the Dark Lord. How he tormented me.The terror and chaos screaming in my brain night and day.Thirteen years gone to waste.
I woke up early the day the shadows came back to haunt me. Even in those early hours, I subconsciously felt that something wasn't right. Something, in fact, was terribly wrong. Night jitters, I told myself. You stayed up late watching IT, remember? Damn the Muggle horror movies.
My own thoughts seemed to calm me a bit. I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom for a nice shower. Hot showers always soothed me for some reason.
When I got out, I felt refreshed. I wrapped a towel around my wet hair to let it dry. I dressed myself slowly, watching the time. It was nearly ten o' clock. Then I went downstairs and wrote a quick note to my mother. 'Dear Mum, Everything's fine here as usual. I am on my way to turn in my thesis for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Keep your fingers crossed for me. Say hi to Dad for me, and hope to see you soon. Love, Ginny.'
I folded the letter and put in it in my pocket. I lived in an apartment with an owl coop, so I'd stop up there to send off my letter.
While my hair dried, I ate and an apple and drank some orange juice. When I finally looked at the time again, it was 10:45. I went back upstairs and combed my hair. I tied it up in a ponytail as I didn't wear my hair down anymore. I don't know why, I just didn't.
I picked up my purse and threw my heavily keychained keys into it and took off. I hurried up the stair toward the coop, of course, at the top of the building. When I reached it, I looked around for Gotzone, my tawny. I found him sitting on a perch, watching me. I went over, tied the note and let him out the window.
Then I Apparated to the grounds of the Ministery of Magic. I hurried inside a building beside it, looking at my watch. Was I late already? I nearly ran across the halls of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement until I reached the main office. I gave the secretary my name and she told me to wait. I sat down in the small lobby, nervously.
I had applied for the job of supeona and today was a small interview. I had to bring a small thesis on Magical Law and I had only finished it yesterday. I didn't have to wait too long, just twenty minutes, when Darren Grant, the Head of the Department, invited me into his office.
It was a not too large room, with a big window on one wall and four filing cabinets on the other. There were a few chairs at one end, and a big oak desk with two chairs in front of it on the other end. I sat down in one of these chair, while Mr. Grant sat behind his desk. He peered at me for a short moment before speaking.
"May I see your thesis?" He asked.
"Of course," I said and I pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to him. He nodded, sat back and began to read. While he did, I couldn't help but feel anxious. I looked around. There was nothing too strange about it; it was just a regular office. Then I looked at my knees for five minutes.
"Ms. Weasley," Mr. Grant finally spoke, setting my thesis on his desk. I looked up at him, unable to read his face.
"Yes?"
"Your thesis is good, excellent in fact."
Oh, no. I thought. He's not going to admit me. I shivered slightly and waited.
"I must ask you, when can you start?"
My heart leapt. He was hiring me! I could have screamed for joy, but I conformed myself.
"Anytime, sir."
"Very well, good. How about this Thursday?"
"That's fine, Thursday is fine."
"Good. Well, I'll alert the other supeonas and they'll help you out Thursday, show you the ropes and such. Work begins promptly at nine o' clock and ends at five. Overtime and such means a Galleon an hour. Thank you, Ms. Weasley."
"Thank you, Mr. Grant."
I got up and left his office, very happy indeed. Actually, I left the Department completely. I Apparated to a dark alleyway beside my apartment, knowing no one would see me. But then I felt a wave a shivers and I saw a faint shadow on the wall. I turned around quickly to see what it was, but nothing was there. Nothing. I shuddered involuntarily. It was probably just a cat. Yes, a cat, that was it.
How could have been so blind as to think that was a cat? How? I didn't know it then, but the shadows of my past had returned, more frightening than ever. Shadows.
((Ah, there we go. Tell me how you like it, if you don't then tell me that too. In other words, I want your reviews!! They mean the world to me!! ^^))