HARRY POTTER DO NOT OWN. This Takes place is Ginny's 3rd Year.

TEXTParseltongue

'TEXT' Telepathy

TEXT Flashback/thoughts.

BY THE WAY, RAB IS ACTUALLY REGULUS BLACK.

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Ginny was in her own mind, trapped in chains, and Riddle was strutting past her. "You know, you are different from all the other Weasleys, Ginny…" Tom said. "The Underdog of the lot, yes of course…" He chuckled. "And a dark desire for power…" He continued. "That is why I chose you, you know…You are someone who I can trust my powers in for this short amount of time…"

Ginny's head went up to look at Tom. "You…evil…"

"Do not act like you do not have any of the dark qualities I have just mentions, Ginerva…"

"Alright, I admit I don't like being the little girl, but—,"

"I will not give you any food or energy. I know you can thrive in this environment, and I would like to see how…"

He was torturing her! So that was it! That evil little…

Days passed…

Ginny was dying of starvation while Tom was staring at her. Needless to say, it was a very awkward situation.

"This is boring me…" Ginny said in fluent parseltongue. Seconds later, she gasped. Astonishment overwhelmed her. She was a parselmouth?

"It is time…" Tom said, and Ginny could feel his body melting into hers. Her eyes flashed red with catlike slits and she grew fangs. Then she set off to cause a whole chain of events.

Walking along the corridor, she saw Mrs. Norris. She smiled and said. "Come…"

Instantly, a long green serpent came through several pipes, and Mrs. Norris was turned to stone.

Ginny raised one of her fingers, all of them had claws now, and cut her throat, and let the blood drip. With her hands, she wrote:

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE.

"Rip…tear…kill…soo hungry…for soo long…kill time to kill…"

"Don't worry my pet, you will do all those things in a matter of time…" Ginny chuckled.

"I SMELL BLOOD! I SMELL BLOOD!" shouted the monster, which was a basilisk.

Ginny chuckled once more before dashing out of site.

Then she got trapped again in her mind.

"What do you want, Riddle?" she asked coldly.

"Oh, I have come to bless you."

"Bless me?"

"In a way similar to Potter's scar, only much more strong."

"…"

The next thing she knew, Tom took out a knife and cut her throat, then he cut his wrist. He placed his wrist to her throat, and they both healed instantly.

"…?"

"Now you are bonded to the Dark, and there is nothing your friend, Potter, can do about it!" Tom cackled his high-pitched laugh, and Ginny fainted in her chains.

"Demendus!" He said, and part of Ginny's soul came out. Then he used the charm on himself, and switched the bits of souls around.

"You will be my seventh Horcrux, Ginny Weasley…"

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Ginny read the letter once more.

Dear Ms. Weasley,

Due to several curses and mistakes, the Sorting Hat had been making odd decisions for people, and we will have to resort every student in Hogwarts. Third Years are to be resorted at 7:00 PM.

Sincerely,

Deputy Headmistress

Minerva McGonagall

So she had to be resorted? That was odd, she thought.

Fortunately, she was reading this letter at the Hogwarts Express Train, and they were almost there. She sat alone, after her brother Ron had teased her madly about her crush on Neville Longbottom.

She gnawed on a Pumpkin Pasty as she dressed herself. They arrived. The Sorting was about to start.

The Tattered Hat lay on a stool as usual. Familiar names were called up until—

"Weasley, Ginevra!"

'Hmm, there is a definite amount of courage in here, but there is also a desire I see…A desire for power? Hehehe. Well, you'll still be in GRY—

WAIT! Don't put me in with my brother, he's such a prat to me. Put me in Ravenclaw or somewhere else.

'Well, if that's what you really want, I can't give you Ravenclaw.'

Why ever not?

'Because if you're not in Gryffindor then you better be in SLYTHERIN!"

Ginny took the hat off and flung it aside and, to her pleasure, saw shocked faces everywhere. Just as she was walking through, she felt her heart start to beat faster and faster. Then, she fainted and a white wisp came out of her mouth. It started to morph into Ginny's shape, and then it split apart.

One wisp looked like Ginny holding a book. Another looked like Ginny kissing an indistinct figure. One looked like Tom Riddle. One looked like Ginny being angry. There were many more, but before people could look at them all, they disappeared into Ginny's mouth again and then, quick as a flash, a black wisp flew in there as well.

-- The next day…

Ginny woke up and later learned that there was a Triwizard Tournament. She laughed when she saw the aging limit put on the goblet. She had studied Dark Arts over the summer, and knew the perfect charm to get herself in, and that's exactly what she did. Later that morning, she received a Howler. Scanning it before opening it, she did a revealing charm and found it was for the fact that she was in Slytherin. She pointed her wand at it and muttered. "Temesphus." And it burned up.

"ATTENTION!" McGonagall said. Then Dumbledore took over. "I am pleased to announce the beginning of the Triwizard Tournament! The Three contestants are: Viktor Krum from Durmstrang, Fleur Delacour from Beaxbatons, and…Ginny Weasley from Hogwarts!"

Everyone was stunned, and all turned to look at Ginny.

"The first task will begin today! Follow me, contestants!"

Ginny rose from the Slytherin table and walked forward.

"The first task will be defeating a boggart. Not one of your average boggarts, these boggarts are trained to be exactly like what you fear, so the Riddikulus spell will not work." Dumbledore said. "You will have to fight the boggarts. Be aware that even though these are boggarts, and therefore not human, you are still not allowed to use the Unforgivable Curses."

Ginny swore. The Unforgivables were the only spells that would give her a chance against her worst fears. That is, not including the other Ancient and Dark Magics she learned over the summer. She supposed that those would have to do.

When they went to the separate Boggart arenas and found their own individual sections of the areas for their own Boggart, Ginny's demon immediately transformed into a hooded figure in Death Eater robes. Her (for it was indeed a her,) voice was hoarse, and she said "Avada Kedavra!" Sensing danger, Ginny dodged the attack before it was cast.

Then, time itself seemed to stop except for Ginny and Harry Potter, whose scar was throbbing madly. A red light glowed in Ginny's backpack, and Tom Riddle's Diary emerged. The pages flipped mysteriously and a gray figure came out of it. It was —

"Riddle!" Ginny gasped. Unknown to them all, Harry was also taking in these words.

"I have come back, my dear Ginevra." Tom said. "From the moment you touched this Diary again, you also created a bond with me, even if you didn't know it."

"Now I will wipe the filth from your blood." Tom said. "I will erase the mark of the Blood Traitor from you, and then your true dark power can be unleashed."

Ginny turned white. "What if I don't want to?"

"You don't have a choice."

Harry jumped up and brandished his magic wand, which surprised Tom.

Tom instantly incapacitated Harry with the Petrificus Totalus spell and a burning sensation struck Ginny. The swirly mark that condemned her to being a Blood Traitor was fading! Struggling, Tom managed to get the mark off, and time went back in order.

Now Ginny was fighting Boggart Ginny again. The Boggart launched more Dark spells at Ginny, but she dodged them almost lazily. With a flick of her wand, black flames erupted around the demon. Her eyes, now with permanently reddened irises, grew wide as she shot shadow everywhere at the Boggart. Eyes came out of nowhere, staring at the dying shapeshifter.

"Un etsu haaillimus…" Ginny began an intricate spell. "Ellib, en tet saazet. Tyim suut litmu, yyit foy saazet." Her body began to glow, and it seemed like she exploded. When the dark smoke subsided, the true form of the boggart was revealed to everybody.

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Woah, now that was a long chapter. Review and give me ideas, please?