Ginny Weasley and the Dark Lord's Device

by scapheap

Making a horcrux is a tricky science at best, double so if you're just a mere student using what knowledge you have cobbled together at a place that banned talking about such things. Tom Riddle failed, but didn't realize he did or what he did instead. Ginny holds something that not quite a horcrux that going to mean a lot of headaches for everyone.

1. prologue

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Ginny Weasley and the Dark Lord's Device.

Prologue

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A well dressed and handsome teenager finished marking out a patten around a black book. With black hair and dark eyes along with his green trimmed robes boy was called Tom Riddle, a student of Hogwarts and in the house of Slytherin.

To many, the boy could do no wrong, but right now, he was making a Horcrux, a vile perversion of magic. To start with, the user need to of split their soul by an act of evil, murder. Myrtle Henderson was the victim for this.

Now the actual ritual eluded him, but he cobbled together what he could find about it and was sure it would work. It was five time longer then it was suppose to be, but he was sure after casting it, he could work out what worked and what was mere chaff.

He spoke the minute long chant, noting what was making the Horcrux and what was simply giving off a lot of light and magic. Thankfully, Tom warded the hell out of this store cupboard over a couple of weeks so even if the headmaster leaned against the door, he would not feel a touch of magic.

The light show faded at the end of the chant and Tom gingerly(I am so sorry) picked up the book and smiled. He done it, he made a Horcrux. He would need to shorten the chant before making any more, he was exhausted from the magic strain.

He left the cupboard, prize in hand. He should of kept the first form of his chant, because while he actually failed to make a Horcrux, but instead created something much more valuable. Something unseen by history.

A cross between a Horcrux and something long lost to Earth's magic.

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On August the 11th, 1981 a girl named Ginevra Molly Weasley was born. A rather unimportant birth if not for an event much later in her life.

81 days later, October the 31th, Tom Marvolo Riddle, now known as Lord Voldemort, died for the first time. A baby know as Harry James Potter somehow was protected from the killing curse and became known as the-boy-who-lived.

12 years later, on September the 1th 1992, the girl named Ginny unpacked her bags at Hogwarts.

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Dong a black cauldron hit the ground. A petite girl with bright red long hair and brown eyes quietly cursed. "Are you okay, Ginevra?" asked a grey haired girl sharing the same room as Ginny.

"I'm fine, just call me Ginny. I'm only called Ginevra when I'm in trouble." she replied.

"Ah, got it." The other girl nodded.

Picking up the fallen cauldron, Ginny noticed a black book that slipped out of the cauldron. "This isn't mine." she mumbled to herself picking that up too.

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At once, the five girls in the room look around the room "What was that?!" a blonde haired girl shouted.

Ginny let out a sigh "It probable just one of the ghosts playing a trick on us first years." The other four girls nodded "That make sense." the grey haired one spoke.

Ginny opened the book "It's blank?" Going through the pages, she saw no sigh of uses, but the book was worn like it was years old. Ginny shrugged her shoulders "I did leave my diary at home." She tossed it on her bedside desk.

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Is it a faux pas to do your own challenge? Regardless, I was half way through writing this when I thought 'this was make a good challenge.' and since I still had half a chapter, I finished it.

Check my profile for said challenge plus others, there no real spoilers for what I'm going to do.

Ginny's dormmates may or may not become important, I have not decided if the plot need them or not. Thus they have bare bones descriptions(hair colour).

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